| Headed south to work a pipeline
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| Make some cash while in the meantime
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| Baby jumped a bird and flew away
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| Lordy, Lordy, my, my mind’s achin'
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| Drunk and down and out and makin' time
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| With anything that comes my way
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| Staggered to the Greyhound station
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| L.A. ma’am my destination
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| Put me on that dog take me away
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| Mobile blue Lord, I can’t make it
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| Got me down Lord, I can’t take it
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| Here in Alabama for one more day
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| Lord I called a friend in Frisco Lord
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| He said baby’s in L. A
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| Here I am in Alabama and two thousand miles away
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| Lord I got them mobile blues today
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| Aw I left her back in Frisco, Lord
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| She begged me not to go
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| I know somebody must have told her
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| That I travel and I lie
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| That they saw me drunk in mobile
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| With some wired up chick from Jacksonville
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| And brother did we look like we could fly
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| I staggered to the Greyhound station
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| L.A. ma’am my destination
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| Put me on that dog take me away
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| I got them mobile blues today
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| I got them mobile blues today |