| Well I beg you baby, baby so long
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| Know you’re going to miss me, when I’m dead and gone
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| Well I know she going to miss me, well when I’m dead and gone
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| I know you going to miss me baby, *oh poor boy will be*
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| When you hear me singing, mama this old lonesome song
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| Know you going to miss poor Joe, when I’m dead and gone
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| Went down to the station, went out on the track
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| Saw my baby leaving, couldn’t call her back
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| Well I know that woman going to miss me, well when I’m dead and gone
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| I know you going to miss me baby, count the days I’m gone
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| Cried last night baby, all night before
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| Stop my way of living, and I won’t have to cry no more
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| When I get down and out, sing this lonesome song
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| Swear you going to miss me woman, when I’m dead and gone
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| Cried last night mama, cried all night before
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| Going back home to my baby, won’t have to cry no more |