People say that you’re no good,
But I wouldn’t cut you
Stormy stormy rain
I’m as lonesome as a man can be
Oh,
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Don’t worry for me
Well I’m all right
Lord knows I’m having,
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Lord, I was born a ramblin man
Trying to make a
Lord, I'm southbound, Lord, I'm comin' home to you
Lord, I'm
Can you tell me, tell me, friend, just exactly where