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Hush you little baby |
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Don't you say a word |
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Here comes the devil |
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All dressed up like a mockingbird |
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And if that mockingbird should try to |
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Steal you off the ground |
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Momma's gonna grab on tight |
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And hold you down |
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Down |
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Down |
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Momma can you tell me |
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Where did my money go |
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What did the devil sell me |
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I don't even know |
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He's been pecking in my pockets |
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Diving round my door |
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Trying to take me with him |
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What does he want me for |
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Mamma told me |
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Don't let go the ground |
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Somebody hold me |
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Yeah, hold me down |
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Down |
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Got the devil on my shoulder hollering |
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Beating his red wings |
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Saying Polly want a dollar |
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I don't care if you can sing |
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Put down that guitar now darling |
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You can't really play it |
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No matter what you got to say |
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You don't know how to say it |
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Momma told me |
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Don't let go the ground |
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Now somebody hold me |
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Hold me down |
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What's this coming |
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What's this coming |
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Coming over me |
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I can't stand myself |
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I can't even stand on my own feet |
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But momma told me |
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Don't let go the ground |
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Somebody hold me |
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Hold me down |
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Down |
