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Lyrics:
Ain't robbed no train : ain't done no hanging crime It's that i'm a slave to the blues : even 'bout that man of mine
Blues do tell me : do i have to die a slave Do you hear me screaming : you're going to take me to my grave
If i could break these chains : and let my worried heart go free Well it's too late now : the blues have made a slave of me
You see me raving : you hear me crying Oh lord : this wounded heart of mine
Folks i'm a-grieving : from my head to my shoes I'm a good-hearted woman : but still i'm chained to the blues
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