| My baby she left me
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| She never said a word
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| It was on the account of
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| Somethin' that she’d heard
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| She thought when she left
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| I’d run around and cry
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| But there’s a crepe on my door
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| 'Cause you are bidded you goodbye
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| Too long
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| You waited too long, to come home
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| Now your daddy don’t need you no mo'
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| Too you long
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| You don’t belong here any more
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| So stop, you’re not knockin' on my do'
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| Now you left me sweet mama
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| For no good reason at all
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| And now there’s another
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| Mule kickin' in your same old stall
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| Too long
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| You waited too long, to come home
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| Now your daddy don’t need you no mo'
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| Too long
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| You waited too long, to come home
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| Now your daddy don’t need ya no mo'
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| Too long
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| You don’t belong here any more
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| So stop, you’re not knockin' on my do'
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| Now you left me sweet mama
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| For no good reason at all
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| And now there’s another
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| Mule kickin' in your same old stall
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| Too long
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| You waited too long, to come home
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| Now your daddy
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| Don’t need ya no’mo |