| I looked down the road, Lord, far as I could see
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| I looked down the road, Lord, far as I could see
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| And I saw my man waving farewell to me
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| I laid and I worried, cried the whole night through
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| I laid and I worried, cried the whole night through
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| Trying to figure out, sweet papa, how to get along with you
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| I ain’t going to Texas, ain’t going to Tennessee
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| I ain’t going to Texas, ain’t going to Tennessee
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| But I’m going down the road, and trying to find my used-to-be
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| I’m worried now, but I won’t be when the sun goes down
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| I’m worried now, won’t be when the sun goes down
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| For mama’s got the blues and mama’s going to find her brown
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| Going down the road and ain’t coming back ‘til fall
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| Going down the road, ain’t coming back ‘til fall
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| If I don’t find my man, I ain’t coming back at all
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| Started to write a letter, had to lay my pencil down
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| Started to write a letter, had to lay my pencil down
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| ‘Cause the blues overtook me, and I’m down the road bound |