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Whoa, treat me sweet, mama
Allow me one more show
Treat me sweet mama
Allow me one more show
I swear to the Lord
I won't do wrong no more
I don't love no woman
If she got easy ways
I don't love no woman
If she got easy ways
I'm crazy 'bout my little girl
She's always been my crave
I woke up this morning
Just before the break of day
I woke up this morning
Just before the break of day
I looked at the pillow
Where my good girl used to lay
I hung my head, boys
I cried just like a child
I hung my head, boys
I cried just like a child
I say, the way I'm treated, mama
Sure ain't satisfied
I've got the blues so bad, little girl
My poor ol' heart is sore
I've got the blues so bad, my mama
Poor heart is sore
I just can't rest
Mama, I know where I go, mmh-mmm
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