| Yeah, where were you, baby
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| Oh, when the Clarksdale mill burned down
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| Yeah, where were you, darlin'
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| Oh, when the Clarksdale mill burned down
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| Yeah, I was way down in Sunflower
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| Oh, with my face all in a frown
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| There’s a house over yonder
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| Oh, ain’t it painted all over green
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| Yeah, there’s a house over yonder
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| Oh Lord, ain’t it painted all over green
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| They got some of the finest women
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| Oh, what a man has evr seen
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| A man has ever seen
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| Yeah, I think I hard
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| Oh, that Helena whistle blow
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| Yeah, I think I heard
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| Oh, that Helena whistle blow
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| But I ain’t gonna stop walkin', no
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| Till I get to my rider’s door
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| To my rider’s door |