| Mud on my shoes, shoes on my feet
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| I’ve been walking up and down the street
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| Buddy, I’ve seen a thing or two
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| How’s about you?
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| Ain’t got a nickel, I’m broken down flat
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| Wish I had one of those porkpie hats
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| 'Cause this old rain’s about soaked through
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| How’s about you?
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you been walking too?
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| Seems a lotta good people are getting bad news
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you got nothing to sing?
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| Well, I used to have a dollar, I’m gonna have a dime someday
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| Man in the church, man on the hill
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| Says he won’t hurt me, but I know he will
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| I’ve been worrying the whole night through
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| How’s about you?
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you been walking too?
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| Seems a lotta good people are getting bad news
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you got nothing to sing?
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| Well, I used to have a dollar, I’m gonna have a dime someday
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| Criminal man, ain’t behind bars
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| He’s a-driving one of them Cadillac cars
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| I’m gonna switch sides real soon
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| How’s about you?
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you been walking too?
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| Seems a lotta good people are getting bad news
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| How’s about you? |
| Ain’t you got nothing to sing?
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| Well, I used to have a dollar, I’m gonna have a dime someday |