(Rodgers)
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I'm goin' to California, where they sleep out every night, yeah.
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I'm goin' to California, where they sleep out every night, yeah.
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I'm leavin' you, Mama, 'cause you know you don't treat me right.
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Let me tell you somethin', Mama that you don't know,
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Let me tell you somethin', good gal that you don't know,
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Yeah, I'm a do-right Papa, and got a home everywhere I go.
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I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave here, Lord, Lord.
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I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave you here,
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I may rob you blind, I ain't got not railroad fare.
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Come on in here.
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Listen to me, Mama, while I sing this song, Lord.
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Listen to your Daddy sing you this lonesome song.
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You got me worried now, but I won't be worried long.
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I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave here, hey, hey, hey.
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I got the California blues, and I'm sure gonna leave you here,
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I may rob you blind, I ain't got not railroad fare.
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Honey, get over here.
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California Blues (Blue Yodel #4)
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| The Blue Ridge Rangers |
