| Boss, dat bird mean trouble
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| Once de buzzard fold his wing an' light over yo' house
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| All yo' happiness done dead
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| Buzzard keep on flyin' over, take along yo' shadow
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| Ain' nobody dead dis mornin'
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| Livin’s jus' begun
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| Two is strong where one is feeble;
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| Man an' woman livin', workin'
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| Sharin' grief an' sharin' laughter
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| An' love like Augus' sun
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| Trouble, is dat you over yonder
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| Lookin' lean an' hungry?
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| Don' you let dat buzzard keep you
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| Hangin' round my do'
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| Ain' you heard de news this mornin'?
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| Step out, brudder, hit de gravel;
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| Porgy who you used to feed on
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| Don' live here no mo'
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| Ha, ha, ha, ha! |
| Buzzard, on yo' way!
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| Ole age, what is you anyhow
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| Nuttin' but bein' lonely
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| Pack yo' things an' fly from here
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| Carry grief an' pain
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| Dere’s two folks livin' in dis shelter
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| Eatin', sleepin', singin', prayin'
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| Ain' no such thing as loneliness
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| An' Porgy’s young again
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| Buzzard, keep on flyin'
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| Porgy’s young again |