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4 Pm gonna write one mo' letter, gonna write no mo', (2) Well, it's oh, Lawdy me, well, it's trouble i do see, You been a long, long time 'bout makin' it up, Lawd, in yo' min\ |
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LOOK DOWN THAT LONESOME ROAD
/. No. 267. Group of convicts. Reed Prison Camp, Boykin, S.C., 1934. See Sc.i, p. 735 Od.2, p. 46. The popular version is copyrighted by Nathaniel Shilkret, N. Y., 1928. |
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i Look down, look down That long, lonesome road, Where you and I, I must go. |
2 Stand back, stand back, All you five-and-ten-cent men, Got a man knockin' on, On yo' door. |
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3 Hattie Bell, Hattie Bell, Oh, she my own, own true love, Darlin', what have, Have I done? |
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/ been up and down this river from end to endy Ainyt found no heaven nowhere I been. |
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