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Jailbird Blues (JbC)

I woke up that morning
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To see my man
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But he said I wronged him
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Seen with another man.
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But then, there I told him that he was was wrongin’ me.
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He said I was lyin’
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But I hollered “no!”
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I went up and shot him!
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But that there was twenty long years ago
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And with my ‘monica
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Been here ever since
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For shootin’ my lover
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But I don’t regret
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I’ve met other chicks
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I met other men
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And all are a lot better than him.
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And that’s all my story
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That landed me here
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In this Stony Lonesome
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And I got the jailbird blues!
Wahoo, wahoo, wahhh…

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