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Corn Whiskey Blues
Now bring me that bottle : and let's have another drink of booze
Because I can feel something coming : and it seems something
like the blues
I can tell when [I've got the blues, the blues is coming] : I
can't help but feel so lowdown
Then I want to get drunk : and pitch a bugger all over town
When I start drinking I'm mean and hateful : and I won't treat
nobody right
I just keeps on walking : looking for places where they fuss and
fight
I'm going to keep on drinking : until I find me a good corn
friend
And when I can't find good corn : I'll drink moonshine again
I've got a girl in Texas : she lives four miles from town
And on account of moonshine : her people don't allow me around
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