When your lover lets you down and your heart is surely breakin'
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Your head is in your hands and you think you're gonna cry
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There's nothing you can do to make it any better
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It's a feelin' you can't lose
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It ain't pneumonia, it's the blues
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When you're holed up in your room, don't want to see the sun a shining
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You're thinking of the past and worried 'bout today
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You want to be alone, but you need someone to hold you
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You're taking pills and drinkin' booze
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It ain't pneumonia, it's the blues
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There's no one you can call
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And there's no one a calling
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You're feeling sorry for yourself and you can't cure your misery
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Your body is aching, but you show no sign of fever
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It's a feelin' you can't lose
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It ain't pneumonia, it's the blues
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When you're holed up in your room, don't want to see the sun a shining
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You're thinking of the past and worried 'bout today
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You want to be alone, but you need someone to hold you
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You're taking pills and drinkin' booze
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It ain't pneumonia, it's the blues
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You're taking pills and drinkin' booze
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It ain't pneumonia, it's the blues.
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It Ain't Pneumonia, It's The Blues
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| John Anderson |
