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Mother nature's been good to me
That's why I'm sittin in
if your in the right city at the right time
April is a cruel time
Even though the sun may shine
And
Take a look at
These dirty hands
Take a look at this
Oh the beggar on his cornerstone
Catches pity in his wrinkled
Black night is not right
I don't feel so bright
I don't
Gotta black breast Chinese eyes
Got an English brain that's gonna
operator i'm looking for a girl
you've got to
Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's
My mama showed me how to rock in the cradle
But
Pass your mother, lose your brother
Be a lover, too
Well all
I don't mind just what you say.
I never heard you,
I was born a rambling man
An' I never got the
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