| Trombone, come play your song
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| Make it the one about good love gone wrong
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| I’m so blue and all alone
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| So blow something sad and slow for me, trombone
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| I’ve been told time’s a healer
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| Still I can’t shake the love I lost
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| Seems my destiny’s to count the cost
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| No one calls, who can blame 'em
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| They’re all out of sympathy
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| Lord, how I could use some company
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| For me, oh yes, proceed
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| Trombone, come play your song
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| Make it the one about good love gone wrong
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| My one true love has flown
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| So blow something sad and slow for me, trombone
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| I should be on the road to glory
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| Not this barren, bleak terrain
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| I pray I’ll never be this way again
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| Spilling from an upper story
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| Comes a half-remembered melody
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| And I’m whistling the missing harmony
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| In B, or C, oh please
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| Trombone, come play your song
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| Make it the one about good love gone wrong
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| My one true love has flown
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| So blow something sad and slow for me
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| Trombone, play your song
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| Make it the one about good love gone wrong
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| I’m so, so blue and all alone
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| So oil up your slide trombone
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| My one true love has flown
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| I’m sitting here in limbo, dear
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| I want you near
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| Trombone
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| Trombone
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| Trombone |