| Ain’t it hard to be lonesome
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| When you’re sleepin' all by yourself?
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| Ain’t it hard to be lonesome
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| When you’re sleepin' all by yourself?
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| Now, and the one that you lovin'
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| Has done gotten in touch with somebody else
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| I love my, baby
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| An' I tell the world I do
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| Lord, I love my baby
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| And I tell the world I do
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| Now, mama some a these days
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| I hope she come to love me too
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| I don’t want none-a-these funny women
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| If they don’t know how to rob and steal
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| I don’t want none-a-these funny women
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| If they don’t know how to rob and steal
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| What’d you gonna do?
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| You work yourself to death
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| In some poor farmer’s field
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| What you want with a woman, now now
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| She don’t no yes from no, yeah
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| What you want with a woman, woo
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| She don’t know yes from no
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| An' what you want with one of good lookin' women
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| Is she don’t know gee from haw
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| Yeah
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| Yeah |