| Lord, I’ve been, oh, hollerin’baby, cryin’the whole night long,
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| Lord, I’ve been, oh, hollerin’baby, cryin’the whole night long,
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| Lord, the woman that I’m cryin’about, Lord, I don’t know why she’s gone.
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| Lord, she left me, left me here in Chicago, she didn’t even say one word,
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| Lord, she left me here in Chicago, she didn’t even say one word,
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| Lord, I know, know the reason, Lord, she would listennin’what she heard.
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| Lord, I feelin''bout that souldn’t I see that woman, tell her I’m on my way,
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| Lord, I feelin''bout that souldn’t I see that woman, tell her I’m on my way,
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| Lord, I’ve gotta find my woman, Lord, if I do walk the rest of my days.
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| Lord, I was born, born in Mississippi, Lord, but Arkansas is where I’m from,
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| Yes, I was born, born in Mississippi, Lord, but Arkansas is where I’m from,
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| Lord, I’m in love with the woman that’s why my friends all say that I’m dull. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hollerin' Blues (AKA Hollerin' And Cryin' The Blues) , by - Big Bill Broonzy. Song from the album Rockin' In Chicago 1949-53, in the genre Блюз