| Baby don’t you cry
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| Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
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| Yeah, baby, don’t you cry
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| Said don’t you cry and hold my hand, no, no, no
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| Should listen to your mama
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| He ain’t the kind you want, the lying
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| Spend his last dime on a jug of wine
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| He’s a dirty old man
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| Yeah, Donna, listen here
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| He ain’t the kind to understand
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| Well I said, Donna, listen here
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| He ain’t the kind to understand, no, no, no
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| Well you know I tried to tell you
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| You should known he be going
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| Leaving you alone, just weep and moan
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| He’s a dirty old man
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| Well honey, I told you long time ago
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| If you just admit it, you’re gonna be fine
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| He was always taking, never giving
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| Always looking at the other women
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| Now I said, child won’t you ever, ever learn, yeah
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| Baby, don’t you cry
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| Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
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| Well I said, baby, don’t you cry
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| Said don’t you cry and hold my hand
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| Well you know I tried to tell you
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| You should known he be going
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| To leaving you alone, just weep and moan
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| He’s a dirty old man
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| Yeah, he’s a dirty old man
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| Yeah, he’s mean, and he’s sneaky
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| Well he’s dirty, he’s raunchy, ohh
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| Well dirty old man
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| He’s a dirty dirty dirty |