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I Got the Blues

The bills are doubled, my rent is due, my body aches I got the blues. My car is wrecked, my son need shoes; what a day to have the blues. My man is gone; I feel so alone. Now that I'm married; I can't call Tyrone. Oh me, oh my; what am I to do? This day, today I got the blues. Call on grandma, but that just ain't right. What about momma; you know she's tight. Lord knows I got the blues tonight. The preacher said, "in times like these; in prayer is where we should be. I'm calling you Jesus, "HELP ME PLEASE". Take this burden, for it's too heavy for me.

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