Seems like I heard that lonesome Sunnyland blow
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Seems like I heard that lonesome Sunnyland blow
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Now it blowing just like it won't be back no more
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Well I feel bad this morning, feel just like I want to cry
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Feel bad this morning, feel just like I want to cry
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Well my baby rode that Sunnyland this mornin',
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She didn't even once say goodbye
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I got a letter from my baby, and she said she was coming home
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Got a letter from my baby, and she said she was coming home
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Well sat around waiting, baby, and I hope it won't be long
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She said, cool down papa, now you better change your way
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She said, cool down papa, and you better change your way
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Yeah, it's true, you know I love you baby, and you gonna need my help someday
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Sunnyland
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| Canned Heat |
