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Way down in Lula1, hard livin' has done hit
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Way down in Lula, hard livin' has done hit
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Lord, your drought come an' caught us, an' parched up all the tree
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Aw, she stays over in Lula, bid that ol' town goodbye
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Stays in Lula, bidding you the town goodbye
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'Fore I would come to know the day, oh, the Lula well was gone dry
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Lord, there're citizens around Lula, aw, was doin' very well
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Citizens around Lula, aw, was doin' very well
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Now they're in hard luck together, 'cause rain don't pour nowhere
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I ain't got no money and I sure ain't got no hope
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I ain't got no money and I sure ain't got no hope
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2...come in, furnished all the cotton and crops
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Boy, they tell me the country, Lord, it'll make you cry
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Lord, country, Lord, it'll make you cry
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Most anybody, Lord, hasn't any water in the bayou3
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Lord, the Lula womens, Lord, puttin' Lula young mens down
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Lula men, oh, puttin' Lula men down
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Lord, you outta been there, Lord, the womens all leavin' town
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Dry Well Blues
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| Charley Patton |
