Got to New York this mornin', just about half-past nine
Got
Raise up, baby, get your big leg offa mine
Raise up,
Well all you ladies gather 'round
That good sweet candy man's
Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to
This is the 'Coffee Blues', I likes a certain brand
Maxwell's
Wake up in the mornin'
With a towel tied 'round her
Lonesome is I, wished I could die
Nobody cares for me
Lonesome
Yeah, I did all I can do and I can't
Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge
A shingle bob
You salty dog
Hey, hey, hey, you salty dog
Said, the big
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
Nobody's dirty business how my baby treat me,nobody's business but
You see, see, rider, you see what you have done?You
She walked down the yard, caught the longest train she
Police officer, how can it be?You can 'rest everybody but
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