Baby, I love you, yes I do
Baby, I love you,
If I don't love you, baby
Grits ain't grocery
Eggs ain't poultry
And
Hey, my mind is full of sad memories
My heart and
I know a little bluebird
I sure wish she would sing
Oh, when I hear your name
I start to shake inside,
Love hurts, love scars,
Love wounds and mars
Any heart that's
We may not have a cent to pay the rent
But
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