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Hey boweavil, don't sing them blues no more |
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Hey boweavil, don't sing them blues no more |
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Boweavil's here, boweavil's everywhere you go |
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I'm a lone boweavil, been out a great long time |
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I'm a lone boweavil, been out a great long time |
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For to sing this song, to ease boweavil's troublin' mind |
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I don't want no sugar, put into my tea |
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I don't want no sugar, put into my tea |
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The mens are so evil, I'm scared they might poison me |
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I went down town |
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I bought myself a hat |
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I brought it back home |
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I laid it on the shelf |
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I looked in my bedroom |
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Tired sleepin' by myself |
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I'm tired sleepin' by myself |
