| Ev’ry night when the sun goes in
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| Ev’ry night, every night when the sun goes in
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| Yes, ev’ry night when the sun goes in
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| I hang my head and mournful cry
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| True love, don’t weep; |
| true love, don’t you mourn
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| True love, don’t you weep; |
| true love, don’t mourn
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| True love, don’t weep and don’t you mourn for me
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| I’m goin' down to Marble town
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| I wish to the Lord that train would come
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| I wish to the Lord that train would come
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| I wish to the Lord that train would come
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| To take me back where I come from
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| I wish to the Lord my babe was born
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| And sittin' on, sittin' on his daddy’s knee
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| And me, poor girl, I wish I was dead and gone
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| With the green grass growin' over me
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| Ev’ry night when the sun goes in
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| Ev’ry night when the sun goes in
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| Yes, ev’ry night, ev’ry night when the sun goes in
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| I hang my head and mournful cry |