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Hollers and Blues |
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1 Been in dat jailhouse, expectin' a fine,
Looked through the door, no friend could I find.
Chorus:
It's no matter, Lord, I know,
Sun gonna shine in my door some day.
2 Standin' 'round here hungry, ain't got a dime, Look like my friends ought to come see me some time.
3 Me and my buddy, got thick and thin. My buddy got away, but I got in.
4 Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lord,
Used to be your reg'lar, now Pve got to be your dog. |
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