| I wake up every mornin'
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| People, with the risin' sun
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| Wake up every mornin'
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| People, people, with the risin' sun
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| Thinkin' about my honey dripper, my baby
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| People, and all the wrong my baby has done
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| If you see my baby
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| Would you tell her, please please hurry home
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| Yes, I need my baby so bad
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| If you see, see my baby
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| Won’t you tell her, please hurry home
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| 'Cause I had no real good lovin'
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| Well you people I declare, since my baby gone
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| It’s a long long time ago
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| She’s a little bitty girl, yeah
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| And her name is Vita Lee
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| Yes it is, it’s Vita Lee
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| Whoa, said she’s a little bitty girl
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| And her name is Vita Lee
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| Vita Lee, yes it is
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| Poor girl’s gone
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| Oh yeah, that’s so bad
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| 'Cause she was so very good to me
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| I miss her, I miss her, I miss her
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| Don’t mind cryin', baby
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| But I hate to sleep, yes, all by myself
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| It’s cold and it’s lonesome
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| Don’t mind cryin', baby
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| But I hate to sleep all by myself
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| Yes, I told you and anyhow
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| It’s unsociable, it’s unsociable
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| This woman I’ve been lovin'
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| She’s lovin' lovin' someone else
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| It hurts my heart and it wears me down
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| I wake up every mornin'
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| People, with the risin' sun
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| Wake up every mornin'
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| I said people, people, with the risin' sun
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| Thinkin' about my honey dripper, yeah
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| And all the wrong, all the wrong my baby ever done to me
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| All the wrong my baby ever done to me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah |