Well, I woke up this morning,
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And I looked out the door.
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I can tell that old milk cow
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By the way she lowed.
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Hold it fellows, that don't move me.
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Let's get real, real gone for a change.
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Well, I woke up this morning
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And I looked out the door
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I can tell that that old milk cow
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I can tell the way she lowed.
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Well, if you've seen my milk cow,
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Please ride her on home.
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I ain't had no milk or butter
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Since that cow's been gone.
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Well, I tried to treat you right,
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Day by day.
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Get out your little prayer book
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Get down on your knees and pray.
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For you're gonna need,
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You're gonna need
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your loving daddy's help someday.
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Well, then you're gonna be sorry
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For treating me this way.
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Well, believe me, don't that sun
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look good going down?
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Well, believe me, don't that sun
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look good going down?
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Well, don't that old moon look lonesome
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When your baby's not around.
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Well, I tried everything to
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get along with you.
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I'm gonna tell you what I'm going do.
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I'm gonna quit my crying,
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I'm gonna leave you alone.
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If you don't believe I'm leaving,
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you can count the days I'm gone.
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I'm gonna leave.
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You're gonna need your
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loving daddy's help someday.
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Well, you're gonna be sorry
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You treated me this way.
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Milkcow Blues Boogie
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Elvis Presley |