| Woke up this mornin' feelin' bad
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| Thinkin' 'bout the good things I once had had
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| Ain’t no good, feelin' this a way
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| Gonna rock my blues away
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| Gonna get up Tear my blue self down
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| When I get through boogyin'
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| Won’t be no more blues around
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| Drank some whiskey, beer and wine
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| Ya know I been mistreated & I don’t mind dyin'
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| C’mere momma, bring me one more pint
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| Gonna get stoned, gonna wreck this joint
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| Gonna get up Tear my blue self down
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| When I get through boogy’in'
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| Won’t be no more blues around
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| Spendin' money, lord, feelin' good
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| Gettin' down like I knew I would
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| I don’t trust women, don’t like men
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| Might not feel this good again
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| Gonna get up Tear my blue self down
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| When I get through boogy’in'
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| Won’t be no more blues around |