| My blues tripped a-really soon this mornin, baby
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| And it really did throw me down, yeah
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| My blues tripped me this mornin, baby
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| And it really sho' did throw me down
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| My baby tol' me last night, baby
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| 'I'm gonna leaves old Greenland town'
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| And so don’t you go, baby
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| 'Cause you sure really worryin' me
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| Don’t you go now, baby
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| 'Cause you really is worryin' po' me
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| I leave in the mo’nin now, sweet mama
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| I’m goin' back to Jackson, Tennessee
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| She said, 'Don't go baby'
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| Oh baby, I believe to my soul I’m dyin'
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| Yes, yes, yeah
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| She said, 'Don't go, baby'
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| I believe to my soul I’m dyin'
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| If I ain’t dyin', I’m a black man
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| And I believe to my, all to my soul, I’m lyin'
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| I’s gon' go down, baby
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| 'Cause I ain’t gonna tell you even no lie
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| Don’t go down, baby
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| Ain’t gon' even tell you no lie
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| Day you quit me now, little woman
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| Oh an d’ats, d’ats the day you gonna die
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| Wouldn’t mind dyin' now, baby
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| But I got to go by myself
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| Yes, yeah
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| Wouldn’t mind dyin' now, baby
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| But I’ve got to go by myself
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| But I don’t mind dyin' little woman
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| I’m gonna carry me to someone else
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| Oh well, dyin' is hard to me
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| Says, oh well, baby
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| Dyin' sure is hard to me
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| My baby told, 'You don’t' dies, baby
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| Well, you sho' gotta have a-doggone t. |
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