44 - Lyrics by Eric Clapton


Lyrics
By howlin' wolf
I wore my .44 so long, I made my shoulder sore.I wore my .44 so long, I made my shoulder sore.
Well, I'm going down in the valley, where my baby's gone.I'm so mad this morning, I don't know where in the world to go.I'm so mad this morning, I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm gonna get me some money, or I'll just have some dough.I wore my .44 so long, I made my shoulder sore.I wore my .44 so long, I made my shoulder sore.
Well, I'm going down in the valley, where my baby's gone.
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