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I hate to see the ev'nin' sun go down |
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I hate to see the ev'nin' sun go down |
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It makes me think of all my left go 'round |
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Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today |
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Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today |
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I'll pack my trunk and make my getaway |
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St. Louis woman with her diamond rings |
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Pulls my man around by her apron strings |
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Wasn't for powder and his store-bought hair |
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The man I love, wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere |
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I got the St. Louis blues just as blue as I can be |
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He's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea |
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Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me |
