| I said, des’e is my blues
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| Sing 'em ev’rywhere I go
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| I said, des’e is my blue, babe
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| An I sing 'em ev’rywhere I go
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| If these blues ain’t alright
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| Why they ain’t yon' territory
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| Now, the girl that I love
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| Got lots long black, curly hair
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| Now, the girl that I love
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| Got nice black curly hair
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| She got a nice disposition
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| Carry th’at woman most any-ol-where
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| Now, look-here, mama
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| You know I ain’t nobody’s fool
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| 'Played around there'
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| Ooh, look-a-here, mam-mmm
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| Lord, I ain’t nobody’s fool
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| Now, that way you got doin' me
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| Sho' Lord, Lord it’s outta school
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| Ha
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| Now, my mother tol' me
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| When I wasn’t but two days old
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| I say, my baby told me
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| Lord, when I wa’nt but two days old
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| Baby sister
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| Said, 'That man, oh Lord
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| Is gon' be the death of yo' soul
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| Yeah!
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| Now, I’m g’win out east
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| Amongst the whiporwill
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| Yes, I’m g’win out east, babe
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| I wan' get amongst the whiporwill
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| Yeah, now that fool is tryin' a quit me
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| So low but I love her still, yeah
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| Now, ain’t none a-my business
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| But tell where ya stay last night?
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| Yes, yeah
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| It ain’t none a-my business
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| But baby, tell where you stay last night
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| Yeah
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| Got yo' hair rumpled up
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| An yo' clothes ain’t just fittin' you right |