| 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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| Oh come on in Miss Kitty
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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 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 Blues why don’t you let me be Don’t know why you keep a hauntin' me Love was never meant for me True love was never meant for me 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. |