| Nobody know, nobody know what I’ve been through
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| Nobody know, know what I’ve been through
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| Sometime, sometime I didn’t have food to go on my table
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| That’s why I sang the blues
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| You got to feel it, you got to know it
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| You got to be and been through this thing to sing the blues
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| And that’s why nobody know what I’ve been through
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| I was born on a little cotton farm
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| My mother and my father were very poor
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| I was unprivileged, I didn’t have a chance
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| And that’s why I just sang the blue
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| People, you don’t know I’ve been through
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| I wonder why everything I do
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| I just can’t get lucky, save my life
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| My mother and my father both are dead and gone
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| They loved me in the world alone
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| I ain’t got nobody to tell my trouble to
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| Well, I’m drifting, I’m drifting
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| I’m drifting from town to town
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| But nobody know I’ve been through |