| Blue Jean Blues |
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| I done ran into my baby |
| and fin’lly found my old blue jean. |
| I done ran into my baby |
| and fin’lly found my old blue jean. |
| Well, I could tell that they was mine |
| from the oil and the gasoline. |
| If I ever get back my blue jean, |
| Lord, how happy could one man be. |
| If I ever get back my blue jean, |
| Lord, how happy could one man be. |
| 'Cause if I get back those blue jean |
| you know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me |
