(McKinley Morganfield)
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When the sun rose this morning,
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I didn't have my baby by my side.
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When the sun rose this morning,
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I didn't have my baby by my side.
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I don't know where she was,
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I know she's out with some another guy.
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Don't the sun look lonesome
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Shading down behind the trees?
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Don't the sun look lonesome
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Shading down behind the trees?
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But don't your house look lonesome
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When your baby's packed to leave.
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Blow wind, blow wind,
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Blow my baby back to me.
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Blow wind, blow wind,
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Blow my baby back to me.
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Well you know if I don't soon find them,
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I will be in misery.
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Goodbye baby,
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That is all I have left to say.
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Goodbye baby,
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That is all I have left to say.
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But you have lost your good thing,
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Go ahead and have your own way.
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Blow Wind Blow
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| Eric Clapton |
