| Aw, tell me where my easy rider’s gone
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| Tell me where my easy rider’s gone
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| Well, (anywhere these) women always in the wrong
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| Your easy rider died on the road
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| Man, the easy rider died on the road
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| I’m a poor boy here and ain’t got nowhere to go
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| There’s gonna be the time that a woman don’t need no man
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| Well it’s gonna be a time (that) a woman don’t need no man
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| Say, baby, shut your mouth and don’t be raisin' sand
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| Train I ride don’t bum no coal at all
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| Train I ride don’t bum no coal at all
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| The coal I bum everybody say is the cannonball
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| I went to the depot
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| I mean I went to the depot, sat my suitcase down
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| The blues overtake me and the tears co me rollin' down
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| Woman I love, she must be out of town
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| Woman I love, man, she’s outta town
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| She left me this momin' with her face in a terrible frown
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| I got a gal across town, she crochets all the time
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| I got a gal across town, crochetin' all the time
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| Sugar, you don’t quit crochetin', you’re gonna lose your mind
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| Say fair brown, what’s the matter now?
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| Say fair brown, what’s the matter now?
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| You’re tryin' your best to quit me, woman, and you
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| Don’t know how |