| Well, I was gone
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| Gone to the army
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| I was gone, ver' long time
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| Well, when I come back home, my baby
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| Still says she’s mine
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| She still says she’s mine
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| She still says she’s mine
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| Well, I give 'er
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| Give her all a-my money
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| Tell me what more, can I do-ooh?
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| Well now, I really don’t
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| Wanna b’lieve she gon'
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| She’s gon' give it to you
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| She gon' give it to you
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| Well, I went
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| Went to the church-house
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| And I kneeled on my knees to pray
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| I got to thinkin' about that girl
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| She drove my
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| She drove my spirit away
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| She drove my spirit away
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| She drove my spirit away
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| Well, I could-a
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| Could-a had religion
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| Well, this bad old same day
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| Tell now, whiskey an' women, won’t now
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| Let the ol' poorboy pray
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| Let the poorboy pray
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| Let the poorboy pray
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right
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| She’s all right, she’s all right. |