| I got that dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung
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| I got the dust pneumony, pneumony in my lung
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| An' I’m a-gonna sing this dust pneumony song
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| I went to the doctor, and the doctor, said, «My son»
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| I went to the doctor, and the doctor, said, «My son
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| You got that dust pneumony an' you ain’t got long, not long»
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| Now there ought to be some yodelin' in this song
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| Yeah, there ought to be some yodelin' in this song
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| But I can’t yodel for the rattlin' in my lung
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| My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues
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| My good gal sings the dust pneumony blues
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| She loves me cause she’s got the dust pneumony, too
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| It it wasn’t for choppin' my ho would turn to rust
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| If it wasn’t for choppin' my ho would turn to rust
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| I can’t find a woman in this black ol' 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 a 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 |