| I’ve got that dust pneumonia, pneumonia in my lung
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| I’ve got that dust pneumonia, pneumonia in my lung
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| And I’m gonna sing ya this dust pneumonia song
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| I went to the doctor, and the doctor said, «My son,»
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| Yes, I went to the doctor and the doctor said, «My son
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| You got that dust pneumonia and you ain’t got long.»
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| Now there ought to be some yodelling in this song
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| There ought to be some yodelling in this song
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| But I can’t yodel for the rattling in my lung
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| My good girl sings the dust pneumonia blues
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| My good girl sings the dustpneumonia blues
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| She loves me but she’s got the dustpneumonia too
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| If it wasn’t for choppin' my ax would turn to rust
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| If it wasn’t for choppin' my ax would turn to rust
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| I can’t find a woman in this black old texas dust
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| Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
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| Down in Oklahoma the wind blows mighty strong
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| If you want to get in, mama, just sing a california song
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| Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain
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| Down in Texas my gal fainted in the rain
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| I throwed a bucket o' dirt in her face just to bring her back again |