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I pawned my watch, pawned my chain,
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pawned my diamond ring
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If that don't settle my drunken spree1,
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I'll never get drunk again
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It was late last night when Miss Willie come home
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She'd made one rap2 on my door
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I said, "Is that you, Miss Willie? I'd like to know
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Don't you rap no more"
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I love Miss Willie, yes I do
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I love her till the see go dry
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And if I thought she didn't love me,
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I'd take morphine and die
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She's up in her little stockin' feet, tippin' 'cross the floor
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Just like she had done before
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Yes, and I pawned my clothes, pawned my shoe
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I'll never get drunk no more
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I begged Miss Willie, down on my knee,
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to forgive me, if she please
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"Well, you done caused me to weep and you caused me to moan
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Done caused me to lose my happy home"
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I hollered, "Oh me, oh my,
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I'll never let another drink go by"
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If I thought she didn't love me,
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I'd take morphine and die
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I pawned my watch, pawned my chain,
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pawned my diamond ring
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And if that don't settle all my drunken spree,
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Lord, I'll never get drunk again
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Drunken Spree
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| Skip James |
