| I wake up every morning
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| Honey with the risin' sun
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| I wake up every morning
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| Baby with the risin' sun
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| Thinkin' about my honeydripper
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| And all the wrong she’s done
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| When you see my baby
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| Tell her I said hurry home
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| If you see my baby
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| Tell her I said hurry home
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| I ain’t had no real good lovin'
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| Since my gal been gone
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| She’s a little bitty girl
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| And they call her Vita Lee
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| She’s a little bitty girl
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| And they call her Vita Lee
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| Well the poor girl’s gone
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| But she shure was good to me
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| I don’t mind cryin' baby
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| But I hate to sleep all by myself
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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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| When the little girl I’m in love with
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| She’s lovin' somebody else |