| Early one morning, the blues come fallin' down
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| Early one morning, the blues come fallin' down
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| I was all locked up in jail, I was prison bound
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| Baby you may never, see my face again
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| You may never see my face again
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| 'Cause the jurors gave me ninety-nine year
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| You never see me again
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| When they had my crowd baby, you could not be found
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| When they had my crowd baby, you could not be found
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| I was all locked up in jail and prison bound
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| The jury looked at me, «Son you got ninety-nine year»
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| Oh, «Son you got ninety-nine year»
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| I got to stay behind the country wall
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| You know the rest of my life
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| It was a no good woman, you know that wrecked my life
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| It was a no no no, no no no no no good woman
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| Well well well well well well well well
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| Well well well well boys, you know that wrecked my life
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| Tell all your boys what you musn’t do
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| Don’t let no woman now boy, lead astray
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| Do you wind wind up, with ninety-nine year
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| With ninety-nine year, ninety-nine year |