| I went down to the river, sat beneath the willow tree;
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| The dew dropped on those willow leaves and it rolled right down on me
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| And that’s the reason I’ve got those weepin' willow blues
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| I went up on the mountain, high as any girl could stand
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| And looked down on the mean town that took away my lovin' man
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| And that’s the reason I’ve got those weepin' willow blues
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| I heard the whistle blowin', the fireman ring the bell
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| They’re takin' away that willow tree that give me this weepin' spell
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| And that’s the reason I’ve got those weepin' willow blues
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| When you’re broken hearted and your man is out of town
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| Go to the river, take the chains and sit down
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| And if he don’t come back to you, I’ll tell you what to do;
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| Just jump right overboard, 'cause he ain’t no more to you!
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| Folks I love my man, I kiss him mornin' noon and night
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| I wash his clothes and keep him clean and try to treat him right
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| Now he’s gone and left me after all I tried to do;
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| The way he treats me, girls, he’ll do the same to you!
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| That’s the reason I’ve got those weepin' willow blues |