Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
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Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
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Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last,
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Gonna who do ya baby, got you on my mind,
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Who do ya baby, got you on my mind,
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Wait a few months darlin' it will drive you right outta your mind,
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'Cause your a crazy little mama and you know you can't be beat,
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I got somethin' for ya baby that is awful sweet,
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Come on little mama gonna knock ya right off your feet.
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[Music]
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See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama's shelf,
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See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama's shelf,
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I'm gettin' tired, tired, tired lord of sleepin' all by myself,
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Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
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Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past,
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Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last,
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Tho the past was sour lord the future can be mighty sweet,
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We finally found a home and our love just can't be beat,
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You know it's forever and I'm never never gonna leave.
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Future Blues
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| Canned Heat |
