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Got up this morning, baby,
Blues all on my mind
Well, I heard that rooster crowing,
Lord, the blues was all on my mind.
Oh, if you stay out late tonight, baby,
Please carry your black dress along
If you stay out late tonight, baby,
You’d better carry that black dress along
'Cause the devil's going to be your man, honey,
Hell'll be your brand new home.
Well, I seen that hearse a-coming,
Six white horses all in a line
Six white horses all in a line
They gonna carry me away, baby,
To my burying ground.
Go dig my grave with a silver spade
Go dig my grave, baby, with a silver spade
And every ring you can call my name
'Cause I'm going to be gone, gone, baby,
A long, long time.
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