| Last night I lost the best friend I’ll ever have
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| Last night I lost the best friend I’ll ever have
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| You know I went in to talk to poor mother about it
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| She said, «Son, that’s too black bad» (?)
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| She said, «That's a warning to you
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| You should fall down on you knees and pray»
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| She said «That's a warning, that is a warning to you, son
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| You should fall down on your knees and pray»
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| She said, «you should ask the good lord to forgive you
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| For be living this old reckless way»
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| And I holler (unintelligible)
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| Every morning, I’m talking about the break of day
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| Early morning, I’m talking about the break of day
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| You know that’s when I looks over on the pillow
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| Where that little girl, she used to lay
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| I call her, but she couldn’t answer me |