Gypsy woman told my mama
’while ’fore I was born.
Got a
Last Sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rain
The week before,
Ridin’ in a long gray limousine.
Sittin’ in a pair of
Say you want to be a rolling stone
Get your sail
Black hearted woman, can’t you see your poor man dyin’.
Can’t
Ain’t nobody, gonna do my baby wrong.
Ain’t nobody, gonna do
Walk along the river, sweet lullaby, it just keeps on
Silent shadows of the night
Faded with the morning light
We just
Had a sweet little girl,
Run out and took the baby
Can’t take it with you.
Everybody knows.
Can’t take it with you
People say that you’re no good,
But I wouldn’t cut you
Some-where down on a back street
Way down deep in the
Oh, tell me ’bout the car I saw,
Parked outside your
[Instrumental]
The barrel-house told me, my baby caught that train ’n
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