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Death Letter Blues‑Part 2
So many high *gate* buggies : were a‑standing around
Waiting to take my baby : to the burying ground
Yes you taken my baby : to the burying ground
You didn't break my heart Lord : till you laid her down
Yes he went to the headboard : fell down on his knees
If you speak one word babe : you can give my heart some ease
You don't miss your water : till your well go dry
You don't miss pretty mama : till you shake your hand goodbye
Don't your house look lonesome : when your woman is gone
Don't you feel mistreated : but you won't let on
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