| Hey, just around the corner there’s a heartache.
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| On down the road that all losers use.
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| If you can wade in through the teardrops, my friend,
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| I’ll meet you at the home of the blues.
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| I walk and I cry as my heartbeat,
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| Keeps time with the drag of my shoes.
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| The sun never shines through this window of mine:
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| It’s dark here at the home of the blues.
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| But this place is filled with the sweetest memories.
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| Yeah, memories so sweet that I cry.
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| Yeah, dreams that I’ve had left me feeling so bad,
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| That I just want to lay right down and die.
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| So if you just lost your sweetheart,
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| And you ain’t got no good way to choose,
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| Hey come follow me, misery loves company.
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| I’ll meet you at the home of the blues.
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| Oh, this place it’s filled with the sweetest memories.
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| Oh, memories so sweet that I cry.
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| Hey, dreams that I’ve had left me feeling so bad,
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| That I just want to lay right down and die.
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| So if you just lost your sweetheart,
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| And you ain’t got no good way to choose,
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| Hey, come follow me, misery loves company.
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| I’ll meet you at the home of the blues.
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| Yeah, I’ll see you at the home of the blues.
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| Oh, you’re welcome at the home of the blues. |