(Robert Johnson)
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Well, I followed her to the station
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With a suitcase in my hand.
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Lord, I followed her to the station
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With a suitcase in my hand.
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Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell,
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When all your love's in vain.
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All my love is in vain.
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When the train pulled up to the station,
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I looked her in the eye.
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When the train pulled up to the station,
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I looked her in the eye.
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I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome,
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And I could not help but cry.
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All my love is in vain.
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Well, the train it left the station
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With two lights on behind.
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Well, the train it left the station
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With two lights on behind.
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Well, the blue light was my blues,
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The red light was my mind.
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All my love is in vain.
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Oh oh,
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Oh, Willie Mae.
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Oh oh oh oh oh,
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Oh, Willie Mae.
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Oh oh oh oh oh,
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Oh vee oh woe.
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All my love is in vain.
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Love In Vain
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| Eric Clapton |
