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Lord I went to the doctor, he took one look, |
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He said the trouble with you ain't in my book, |
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I'll tell you what it is but it ain't good news, |
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You've got an awful bad case of them low down blues. |
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I've got the mean old miseries in my soul, |
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I went to the river, but the water's too cold, |
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I've walked the floor 'till I've wore out my shoes, |
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Lord they're killin' me, I mean them low down blues. |
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Lord I never knew a man could feel so bad, |
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I never knew livin' could be so sad, |
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All I do is set and cry, |
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Lord I'd have to get better, before I could die. |
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I've got the mean old miseries in my soul, |
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I went to the river, but the water's too cold, |
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I've walked the floor 'till I've wore out my shoes, |
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Lord they're killin' me, I mean them low down blues. |
