| I did not learn the blues like Muddy Waters
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| I heard it in a store downtown
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| I don’t come from the shores of Mississippi
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| But I’ve seen 'er when the sun goes down
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| I did not sell my soul for playing guitar
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| I learned and practiced it everyday
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| I’m a modern man and I’ve come to understand
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| And it shows through in every way
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| But my heart is warmed
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| By southern fantasy
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| Oh could you understand
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| How much that means to me
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Bless my soul, bless my soul
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| Babe you do things in a different way
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| It changes me, but I don’t want to see it
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| It’s gonna bring me back home again
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| Dam this weather it’s got to get better
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| Because I’m leaving on a plane today
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| If you remember in time, be sure to drop a line
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| And think of something clever to say
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| But my heart is warmed
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| By southern fantasy
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| Oh could you understand
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| How much that means to me
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Get back down, to where there’s water
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| Gotta get me some of that ocean view
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| Southern lies romanticized
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| Laid out and waiting for you
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| Can’t stand, can’t stand still
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| Gotta shoot between the shades of gray
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| I’m travelling man, I’ve come to understand
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| And it shows through in every way
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| But my heart is warmed
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| By southern fantasy
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| Oh could you understand
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| How much that means to me
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Oh, well I know
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| It ain’t ever easy to go
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| Yeah, yeah |