Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
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Won't you wake up momma, turn your lamp down low
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Do you have the nerve to drive me from your door?
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I said that gater left Savannah, Lord, it could not stop
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You should have seen that colored farmer when he got that boiler hot
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Reach over in the corner mama, won't you hand me my travelling shoes
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Well Lord, my god, I got them Statesboro blues
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Well, my momma died and left me reckless
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My poppa died and left me wild, wild, wild
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Well my mama died and left me reckless
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Papa died and left me wild
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See I ain't good looking but I'm someone's angel child
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I said Mama tell your Papa
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Papa tell your sister
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Sister tell your uncle
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We're going up the country
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Wouldn't you like to go?
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We're going to do one for background
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Then do two or three more
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I said that gater left Savannah, Lord, it could not stop
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You should have seen that colored farmer when he got that boiler hot
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Reach over in the corner mama, won't you hand me my travelling shoes
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Well Lord, my god, I got them Statesboro blues
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Yeah Lord, my god, I got me them Statesboro blues...
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Statesboro Blues
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| The Devil Makes Three |
