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What can a poor man do
You know when the blues keep bothering him around?
What can a poor man do
You know when the blues keep bothering him around?
Give him a half pint of good liquor and sit down and drink it all down
You know, sometimes I feel
I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline
You know, sometimes I feel
I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline
Strikin' me a match and blow myself up in steam
I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
You know where the water tastes like cherry wine
I feel I'm gonna move on back down south
You know where the water tastes like cherry wine
Because this crap of whiskey and water tastes to me like turpentine
HATA BİLDİR
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