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(c) 1973 & 1974 no exit music co., inc. |
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Well i'm southbound, lord i'm comin' home to you. |
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Well i'm southbound, baby, lord i'm comin' home to you. |
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I got that old lonesome feelin' that's sometimes called the blues. |
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Well i been workin' every night, travelin' every day. |
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Yes i been workin' every night, traveling every day. |
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You can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way. |
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Aww, ya better believe. |
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Well i'm southbound. |
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Whoa i'm southbound. |
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Well you can tell your other man, sweet daddy's on his way. |
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(guitar solo) |
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Got your hands full now baby, as soon as i hit that door. |
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You'll have your hands full now woman, just as soon as i hit that door. |
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Well i'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should have |
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Had before. |
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Lord, i'm southbound. |
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Yes i'm southbound. |
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Whoa i'm southbound, baby. |
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Said i'm southbound. |
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Well i'm gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should |
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Have had before. |
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(piano solo) |
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(guitar solo) |
