(Gary Moore/Cass Lewis/Darrin Mooney)
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Well, my baby gone and left me,
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Leavin' on that mornin' train.
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Well, my baby gone and left me,
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Leavin' on that mornin' train.
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Said she was tired of livin',
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Livin' with a ball and chain.
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M-hm.
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Well, my baby gone and left me,
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Says she won't be back again.
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Well, my baby gone and left me,
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Says she won't be back again.
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And I just can't let her go,
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My memory's like a ball and chain.
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Yes, it is!
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Ball and chain.
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Well, my baby left this mornin',
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Says she won't be back again.
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My baby left this mornin',
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Says she won't be back again.
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But I tell you somethin',
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My heart's like a ball and chain.
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Well, I found my babe this mornin',
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She won't laugh at me no more.
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Found my baby there this mornin',
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She won't laugh at me no more again.
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And I shot her with my pistol,
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Now I wear a ball and chain.
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Yeah, ball and chain.
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Ball and chain.
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Ball and chain.
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Ball and chain.
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Ball And Chain
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| Gary Moore |
