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| 1. |
| 2:56 | 
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You told me this, you told me that
You try to tell me, tell me where it's at You said you loved me, I can see through that Lies, lies, lies You left me hangin', hangin' from a limb You said you loved me, then you left with him Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies Tell me baby, why you take my time You get a thrill off playing with my mind Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies |
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| 2. |
| 3:15 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Same old hassle every night All we do is fuss and fight Ain't no use in talking, might as well start walking Walking out into the night You get your gun, I'll get mine We can do it just one time If we live no longer, it won't get no stronger Then we'll know who's really right All we do is weep and moan Trying to build ourself a home Ain't no shame in trying, ain't no use denying Everything will be alright |
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| 3. |
| 1:48 |
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(J.J. Cale)
I've been so lonely in these prison walls Good lord, thinking I would die You've got the time to get me out I'll kiss this world goodbye I've taken some things I don't really need I've wandered out any pride Just wave me off, I'll leave without doubt I'll kiss this world goodbye The rain will fall and I need a woman Lord, I think I'm gonna die I've taken some things I don't really need I've wandered out any pride Just wave me off, I'll leave without doubt I'll kiss this world goodbye |
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| 4. |
| 2:25 |
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How can you put me through these changes
Why do you do me like you do It ain't no way I love-a-dee love nobody but you Let him go out and get with strangers Don't you turn my love to hate Ain't no man can love you like I can, and I do How can you put me through these changes Why do you do me like you do It ain't no way I love-a-dee love nobody but you |
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| 5. |
| 3:15 |
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(J.J. Cale)
My woman, my woman, you know she cryin' She keeps me hanging on a bottle of wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She keeps me right down here She holds me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on this wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on that wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She put me right down here She keep me right down here She hold me right down here She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here |
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| 6. |
| 2:07 |
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(J.J. Cale)
If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around at night 'Cause they don't like no transportation Slipping by in-and-out of sight And they don't care about Dallas, Texas And they don't care about Wichita If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around the law They got fines and they got plenty They'll hold you up for days on end Threaten your life and take your money Make you think you're there to stay And they don't care about Dallas, Texas And they don't care about Wichita If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around the law |
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| 2:39 | 
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| 8. |
| 3:01 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Yeah, I'm going down Going down, down, down, down, down I'm going down Going down, down, down, down, down Got my big feet, hanging on to the ground Don't let me down, close that boxcar down Don't let me down, close that boxcar down I'm going back |
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| 9. |
| 2:20 |
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| 10. |
| 1:52 |
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Hiding in the alley, smoking cigarettes
Tippling in the corner, Lord, I can't forget I ain't seen no rolling, no rolling do I need Come and get me mama, I been playing in the street Grown into a big man, grass it get me high Long before I fainted Walking through the jungle, lord what can I see Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street Ain't no doubt about it Down that alley lonely I'm gonna call you sweetheart, you can call me sweet Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street |
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| 11. |
| 2:29 |
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(Muddy Waters)
I've got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I've got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I done tried it in New York city, now I'm gonna try it out on you I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working Lord, I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working But it just don't work on you I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working It just don't work on you |
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| 12. |
| 2:57 |
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Had me a gal in Baton Rouge, called her Lou-easy-ann
She gave me a little bit of olden dream and a key of marijuana She treat me right Lord, lord, lord, she treat me right She treat me right, lord, lord Well, I went on to New Orleans, had myself a ball The ladies there, they don't care, they don't care at all They treat you right Warm, warm, Louisiana night Treat you right, lord, lord From the gulf of the Mississippi, up to Baton Rouge Those Louisiana women, oh lord Lord, you just can't lose They treat you right Treat you right They treat you right, lord, lord, lord, lord |
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