Ev'r day have been there
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Long old lonesome day
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Now don't ya a-hear me talkin', pretty mama?
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Ev'r day have been
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Long old lonesome day
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Cry, it seem like you-ooo would
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Be there ooo-ooo, same old way
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Cryin', smokestack lightning
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That bell that shine like gold
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Now don't ya a-hear me talkin', pretty mama?
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Ooh, smokestack lightning
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Bells that shine like gold
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Cryin', I found my baby
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Layin' on the coolin' floor
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Don't a hearse look lonesome, mama
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Rollin' for yo' do'?
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Now don't ya a-hear me talkin', pretty mama?
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Don't a hearse look lonesome
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Rollin' for yo' do'?
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Cryin' she's gone, tell you-ooo, Lord
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Won't be-ee-ee back no mo'
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Ooh, stop and listen
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Hear how those bells in toll
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Now don't ya a-hear me talkin', pretty mama?
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Ooh, stop and listen
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Hear the bell it tolls
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I had a sweet little faror
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But she's dead and gone
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Cryin', followed my baby down
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To the buryin' ground
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Now don't ya a-hear me talkin', pretty mama?
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I followed my baby, to the buryin' ground
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It was afternoon, mama
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Standing all around you.
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Stop And Listen Blues
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| Mississippi Sheiks |
