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Sorrow Is the street that |
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I'm living on |
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Across Pain |
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Avenue In a town call |
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Moan The people |
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I see are sadder than me |
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A river of tears |
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Don't you know it flows by my door |
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And I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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And after all |
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I've been through |
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I've had to move |
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Oh Lord Next door to the |
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Blues Memory |
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You can tell it in my talk |
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My heart hurts |
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Even when |
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I walk I cry on |
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A pillar made of stone |
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Pity is my name |
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And that thing called love is to blame |
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And I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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And after all |
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I've been through |
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I've had to move, oh |
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Lord Next door to the |
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Blues Bittersweet |
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Is the food that |
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I cook My only joy is in a storybook |
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The talk I give |
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Every word brings a tear |
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Every hello |
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Just ends with a sad goodbye |
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And I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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Yes I'm living (Next door to the Blues) |
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And after all |
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I've been through |
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I've had to move, |
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Oh Lord Next door to the |
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Blues |
