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Lordy Lordy Lord

I got troubles piling high I got sorrows hear me cry I got worries I could die Lordy Lordy Lord how I try That hot old sun keeps beating down on me I keep on digging myself into misery Blood sweat and tears Sleepless night full of fears Lordy Lordy Lord how I try That old snake eggs me on My heart is weak my will is gone So sooth and sweet his devilish song Nothin but nothin is right or wrong Lordy Lordy Lord how I try That old judge did not pity me Fifty years in the penitentiary Doing hard time my mind rest Prison life is less stress Lordy Lordy Lord how I try...

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