| I got a friend at the bar
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| His name is ray
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| And I really dont know
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| What hes trying to say
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| His skin is black
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| Mine is white
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| To me theres no difference
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| Wrong or right
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| Told me he leave
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| The girl at the curb
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| Told me never to speak an unkind word
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| My brothers got rhythm
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| I got the blues but
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| Babe we love to live the life that we choose
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| But now I know what they was trying to say
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| I gotta change my life
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| Change my ways
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| Now I know what they were trying to say
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| I gotta change my life
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| Change my ways
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| Now when the night comes babe
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| You know Ill be found
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| Ill be playing the blues on every stage in town
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| And theres a song to be played
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| And theres a song to be sung
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| cause theres a little lovin boy
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| In everyone |