| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Oh, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Well, if I only had my way
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| Don’t you know the graveyard would be the place
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| My man would lay
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| I pawned everything that I had this mornin'
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| Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I pawned everything I could get my hands on this mornin'
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| I pawned my ring, gold watch and chain
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| I would have pawned myself
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| But don’t you know I felt kind of ashamed
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Lord, Lord, I feel I could scream
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| Scream and cry this mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I feel like I could scream, scream and cry this mornin'
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| I feel like I could scream, I holler and cry
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| But I’m too stout hearted, I’d rather die
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| 'Cause nobody knows
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Girls, let me tell you
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| If your man stays out all night till mornin'
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| I said if your man stays out
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| And don’t come home till mornin'
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| Don’t waste your breath by fussin' at him
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| Just maul him on the head with your rollin' pin
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| 'Cause nobody knows
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| Nobody knows how I feel this mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, I feel like I could scream
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| Scream and cry this mornin'
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| Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, I feel like I could scream
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| Yeah, scream and cry this mornin'
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| I feel like screamin' and I could cry
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| But I’m too stout hearted, don’t you know I’d rather die
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| 'Cause nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
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| And nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| I’d rather be a sinker on a fishin' line this mornin'
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| I know you heard me I said
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| I 'd rather be a sinker on a fishin' line this mornin'
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| I’d rather be a sinker on a fishin' line
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| Than to have my mind frustrated all the time
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| 'Cause nobody knows
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| I even hate to hear my daddy’s name this mornin'
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| Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, I hate to hear
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| I hate to hear my daddy’s name this mornin'
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| I even hate to hear, to hear your name
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| I can kill you quicker than an express train
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| 'Cause nobody knows
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Well, well, well
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Oh, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| Lord, nobody knows the way I feel
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| I ain’t gonna holler but I’m gonna squeal
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| 'Cause nobody knows
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| Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'
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| I’m leavin' here
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| On a southbound train this mornin'
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| Oh, I’m leavin' here
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| On a southbound train this mornin'
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| I’m leavin' here on a southbound train
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| Nothing’s gonna bring your sweet baby back here again
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| 'Cause nobody knows the way I feel this mornin' |