| Now this world holds it’s sorrows
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| It stands without a doubt
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| But where there is no woman
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| You can count me out
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| Because I got a woman
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| She’s nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| She’s nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| I gave her all my money
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| And let her make me blue
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| But I am hardly fool enough
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| To give her up to you
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| And she ain’t nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| Yes she’s nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| Now I like 'em plain or fancy
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| I like 'em short or tall
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| But when they dig my lovin'
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| I like 'em best of all
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| And she ain’t nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| Yes she’s nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| Nobody’s woman, nobody’s woman but mine, all mine
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| All mine, all mine, all mine |