| Tom brown love to sing
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| love to play his dobro
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| play all day
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| he ride the trains
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| tom brown was a hobo
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| Rode dem boxcars town to town
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| drinkin' cheap red wine
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| played dem blues like noone else
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| just throw old tom a dime
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| Tom brown love to sing
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| love to play his dobro
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| play all day
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| he ride the trains
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| tom brown was a hobo
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| Sometimes i get to thinkin' 'bout
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| old mr. |
| thomas brown
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| most folk did not like his kind
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| but they lay their money down
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| Layin' the money down
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| Layin' the money down
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| Now i ride from town to town
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| upon a silver train
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| i drink red wine but it ain’t cheap
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| i drink to dull the pain
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| Sometimes it helps
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| sometimes it don’t
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| but you know i have found
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| the only time i’m satisfied
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| is when they lay that money down
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun
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| but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| They say that money is evil well if that’s true
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| i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Just lay that money down
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| Play for pay i’m here to say
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| it’s so sad but it’s true
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| it’s a mean old world
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| and noone else is lookin' out for you
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| I like to hear you sing my songs
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| but there’s no sweeter sound
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| as the sound of the silver
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| and the sound of the gold
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| As they lay their money down
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun
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| but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| They say that money is evil well if that’s true
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| i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Just lay that moeny down
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| I remember sittin' on my granddaddy’s knee
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| down by the lake under the old oak tree
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| said keep away from wicked women
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| keep away from cheap wine
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| and don’t miss a chance
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| to make yourself a dime
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| He told me about a man named thomas brown
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| finest blues picker for miles around
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| not a whole lotta people
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| liked old tom’s ways
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| but they threw down their money
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| to hear him play
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun
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| but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| They say that money is evil well if that’s true
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| i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Just lay that moeny down
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun
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| but i’ll take that moeny and away i’ll run
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| They say that money is evil well if that’s true
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| i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you
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| Lay your money down, down, down
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| Just lay that money down
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| Lay that money down, down, down
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| Lay that money down, down, down
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| Just lay that money down |