| Tell me, what have I done?
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| Tell me, what have I done?
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| Tell me, what have I done?
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| I ain’t got nobody that I can call my own
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| I ain’t got nobody that I can call my own
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| I ain’t got nobody that I can call my own
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| Some give me a nickel, some give me a dime
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| Some give me a nickel, some give me a dime
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| Some give me a nickel and some give me a dime
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| One day you’ll be lonesome
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| Someday you’ll be lonesome
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| One day you’ll be lonesome when I’m gone far away
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| I knocked on that door, then I heard somebody roll
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| Knocked on that door, comes out of the rain and snow
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| Knocked on that door, I had nowhere to go
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
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| Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
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| Packed in them hearses, all formed one line
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| Just to bury this last body of mine
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| Tell me, what have I done?
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| Tell me, what have I done?
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| Tell me, what have I done?
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| I’m going away, but I won’t be gone long
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| I’m going away, but I won’t be gone long
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| I’m going away, but I ain’t going to stay
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child
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| Tell you all, I’m bound to roam
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| Tell you all that I’m bound to roll
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| Tell you all that I’m bound to roam
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| I’m my Mama’s baby child |