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I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'
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Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
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Umm mmm mmm mmm
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Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
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And the days keeps on worryin' me,
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there's a hellhound1 on my trail,
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hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
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If today was Christmas eve
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If today was Christmas eve,
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and tomorrow was Christmas day
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If today was Christmas eve,
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and tomorrow was Christmas day
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(spoken: Aow, wouldn't we have a time, baby?)
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All I would need my little sweet rider just,
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to pass the time away, huh huh, to pass the time away
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You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
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mmm, around my door, all around my door
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You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm,
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all around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmm
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It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
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Every old place I go, every old place I go
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I can tell, the wind is risin',
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the leaves tremblin' on the tree,
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tremblin' on the tree
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I can tell, the wind is risin',
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leaves tremblin' on the tree
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hmm hmm mmm mmm
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All I need's my little sweet woman,
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and to keep my company, hmmm hmm, hey hey
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My company
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Hellhound On My Trail
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Robert Johnson |