| When my baby moved out and the blues moved in
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| There wasn’t nothin' I could do
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| But mosey around with my head in my hands
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| Lord what am I comin' to
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| I just keep Moanin'
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| Moaoanin' the blues
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| I wrote a nice, long letter
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| Sayin' mama please come home
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| Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some
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| And all I do is moan …
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| I been lovin' that gal for so doggone long
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| I can’t afford to lose her now
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| I thought I was right but I must of been wrong
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| 'Cause my head is startin' to bow
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| And now I’m Moanin'
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| Moa-oanin' The Blues
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| If you want a good gal to stay around
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| You gotta treat her nice and kind
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| If you do her wrong she’ll leave this tonw
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| And you’ll almost lose your mlind
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| Then you’ll moanin'; |
| Moa-oanin' The Blues
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| Aw! |
| baby, baby, baby
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| Honey baby, please come home
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| Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all I do is moan
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| I promise you baby that I’ll be good
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| And I’ll never be bad no more
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| I’m sittin' here waitin' for you right now
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| To walk through that front door
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| Then I’ll stop moanin'; |
| Moa-oanin' The Blues |