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go on, i've had enough
dump my blues down in the gulf
she loves you, big river, more than me
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go on, i've had enough
dump my blues down in the gulf
she love you, big river, more than me
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Telephones make strangers out of lovers,
Whiskey makes the strangers all look good
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there ain't nothin short of dyin
half as lonesome as the sound
of a sleepin city sidewalk
and sunday mornin comin down
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i don't mean trouble please don't put me down don't get upset
i am not pleading or saying i can't forget you
i do not pace the floor or bow down and beg but yet
mama, you been on my mind
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'cept for the accomp...accompan....

...the fella that plays the geetar.