| I’m sad and I’m lonely, my heart it will break
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| For my sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead
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| Young ladies, take a warnin', take a warnin' from me
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| Don’t waste your affection on a young man so free
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| Because he’ll hug you and he’ll kiss you and he’ll tell you more lies
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| Than the cross-ties on the railroad or the stars in the sky
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| My cheeks once were red like the red red rose
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| But now they are white as the lily that grows
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| I’ll build me a cabin on the mountain so high
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| Where the blackbird can’t find me or hear my sad cry
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| I’m troubled, yes I’m troubled; |
| I’m troubled in mind
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| If trouble don’t kill me, I’ll live a long time
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| I’m sad and I’m lonely, my heart it will break
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| For my sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead |