Black hearted woman, can't you see your poor man dyin'?
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Can't count on both hands, baby, all the lonely nights I've been cryin'.
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Well I'm tired of all your slippery ways, I can't take your evil lyin'.
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Oh, no.
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Black hearted woman, seems trouble and pain is all you crave.
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Black hearted woman, seems trouble and pain is all you crave.
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Some time thinking I'll be much better, if I was stiff down in my grave.
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I just can't stay. Yeah.
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Yesterday I was your man, now you don't know my name.
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Yesterday I was your man, now you don't know my name.
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Well I'm going out to find a new way baby, oh, to get back into your
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game.
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Yeah, yeah.
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One of these days, gonna catch you with your back door man.
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One of these days, yeah, gonna catch you with your back door man.
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I'll be moving on down the road pretty baby, ah, to start all over
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again.
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Ah, yeah.
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Black Hearted Woman
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Allman Brothers Band |