| Tell me whose
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| Baby, whose old muddy shoes I see?
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| Now, tell me whose
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| Baby, whose old muddy shoes I see?
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| They’re down at the head of my bed, darling
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| Where my shoes outta be
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| My baby and I got along just fine
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| Until she went wrong
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| I woke up in the mornin
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| Now, tell me whose
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| Baby, whose old muddy shoes I see?
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| Well, down at the head of my bed, darling
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| Where my shoes ought to be
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| Her hair was long and curly
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| And her teeth shine just like pearl
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| She wake up in the mornin'
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| She jump just like a squirrel
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| Now, tell me whose
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| Baby, whose old muddy shoes I see?
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| Well, they’re down at the head of my bed, darling
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| Where my shoes ought to be
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| Now, when I love her in the mornin'
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| She always stay at home
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| But, now she’s gone and left me
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| She left me all alone
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| Now, tell me whose
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| Baby, whose old muddy shoes I see?
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| Well, they down at the head of my bed
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| Where my shoes ought to be |