When my baby moved out and the blues moved in
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There wasn't nothin' I could do
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But mosey around with my head in my hands
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Lord what am I comin' to
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I just keep Moanin'
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Moaoanin' the blues.
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I wrote a nice, long letter
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Sayin' mama please come home
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Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some
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And all I do is moan ...
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I been lovin' that gal for so doggone long
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I can't afford to lose her now
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I thought I was right but I must of been wrong
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'Cause my head is startin' to bow
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And now I'm Moanin'
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Moa-oanin' The Blues.
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If you want a good gal to stay around
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You gotta treat her nice and kind
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If you do her wrong she'll leave this tonw
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And you'll almost lose your mlind
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Then you'll moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues.
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Aw! baby, baby, baby
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Honey baby, please come home
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Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all I do is moan
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I promise you baby that I'll be good
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And I'll never be bad no more
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I'm sittin' here waitin' for you right now
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To walk through that front door
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Then I'll stop moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues.
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Moanin' the Blues
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| Marty Robbins |
