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In the evenin', in the evenin' |
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Baby, when the sun goes down |
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In the evenin', in the evenin' |
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Baby, when the sun goes down |
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Ain't it lonesome, ain't it lonesome |
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When your baby can't be found |
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Well, now if you love your baby |
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And you treat him right |
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But he keeps on fussin' at you |
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Every day and night |
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He's gonna trifle on you |
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They'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts to steppin' |
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Lord, you really lose your mind |
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Now if your baby's mean |
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Take a tip from me |
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Wanna lock him up at home |
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And throw away the key |
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He's gonna trifle on you |
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Trifle on you |
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They'll do it every time |
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And when your baby starts to steppin' |
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Lord, you really lose your mind |
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Blues stay away from me |
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Blues why don't you let me be |
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Don't know why you keep a hauntin' me |
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Love was never meant for me |
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True love was never meant for me |
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Seems somehow we never can agree |
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Where's my baby, where's my darlin' |
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Baby, where you been so long |
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Where's my baby, where's my darlin' |
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Baby, where you been so long |
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Drop the money in the jukebox |
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And play another honky tonky song |
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Yeah |
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Ain't that right, Loretta? |
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You got it, kid |
