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Well, I'm so tired of crying |
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But I'm out on the road again |
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I'm on the road again |
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Well, I'm so tired of crying |
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But I'm out on the road again |
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I'm on the road again |
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I ain't got no woman |
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Just to call my special friend |
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You know the first time I traveled |
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Out in the rain and snow |
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In the rain and snow |
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You know the first time I traveled |
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Out in the rain and snow |
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In the rain and snow |
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I didn't have no payroll |
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Not even no place to go |
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And my dear mother left me |
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When I was quite young |
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When I was quite young |
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And my dear mother left me |
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When I was quite young |
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When I was quite young |
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She said, |
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"Lord, have mercy |
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On my wicked son." |
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Take a hint from me, mama |
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Please don't you cry no more |
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Don't you cry no more |
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Take a hint from me, mama |
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Please don't you cry no more |
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Don't you cry no more |
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'Cause it's soon one morning |
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Down the road I'm going |
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But I ain't going down |
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That long old lonesome road |
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All by myself |
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But I ain't going down |
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That long old lonesome road |
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All by myself |
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I can't carry you, baby |
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Gonna carry somebody else |
