| When my man told me when they took me away
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| That he would come to see me every Christmas Day
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| Now Christmas is over and he’s lockin' the gate
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| Oh, Mr. Captain, please wait, t’ain’t late
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| No use waitin', watchin', hopin' for a man you know’s forgettin'
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| And ain’t willin' to wait
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| There’s too many women for a man to wait
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| Mornin', is you still dawnin' that clean young Day?
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| River, river, is you still talkin' where my tear done lay?
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| Stars, is you still shinin' when evenin' falls
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| While my heart is burning
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| Deep in these lonesome walls?
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| Lonesome walls, lonesome walls
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| Deep in these lonesome walls
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| One of these mornings if I’m livin' that long
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| I’m gonna rise up singin' such a goodbye song
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| The walls’ll fly open, the sky and the see
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| Oh, Mr. Jailer, can it be I’m free?
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| Then I’ll travel, always singing to my home when tomorrow is a-waitin' for me
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| 'Cause there’s a tomorrow that’s waitin' for me
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| Lonesome walls, lonesome walls…
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| At last I’m leavin' these here lonesome walls |