| There once was a man, who loved to sing the blues
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| He’d two pair of pants and just one pair of shoes
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| But when he’s moan that lowdown dirty blues
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| People come a-runnin' from miles around
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| Just to hear what he was puttin' down
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| That is why they call him
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| The moanin' news
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| The moanin' news
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| Late at night, when he start to make his move
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| He irons his pants, and shines those pair of shoes
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| And then he moan that gutbucket downhome blues
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| People would begin to jump and shout
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| After they had heard what he was talkin' about
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| That is why they call him
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| The moanin' blues
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| The moanin' blues
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| He starts to moan
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| He said «A-hoo… A-hoo…»
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| He start to moan
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| He said «A-hoo… A-hoo…»
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| People come a-runnin' from far away
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| Just to hear what the man had to say
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| That is why they call him
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| The moanin' blues
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| The moanin' blues
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| Later on, when he finally found success
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| He come back home, and tried to get some rest
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| And he could moan, that funky urban blues
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| Now that you’re in, you turn on your TV
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| You never guessed who you might see
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| The man they used to call
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| The moanin' blues
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| The moanin' blues
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| The moanin' blues
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| The moanin' blues |