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Mean Town Blues lyrics
Lord my mother she done told me and my father done told me
My father told me too, yeah my mother she done told me
And my father done told me, my father told me too
It's a mean old town to live in by yourself
Yeah, work for a dollar or several thousand
Could not save a dime
You know I worked for a dollar, or several thousand
Man couldn't save a dime
Ain't nobody worried and there isn't nobody's crying
Yeah, I got my hands outside to get a hold on
Try to get some of my cash
Lord I try to get my hands outside to get a hold on
Try to get some of my cash
It's those great big smiles to keep us out of that trash
So I packed up my suitcase and I move on down
Hit that lonesome road
You know I packed up my suitcase
And I hit that lonesome, move on down
I'm still crying to make it when the day was done
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on Best of Johnny Winter
- 12 It's My Own Fault
- 14 Still Alive And Well
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- Track 6 on The Progressive Blues Experiment
- 5 Help Me
- 7 Broke Down Engine
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- Track 10 on Scorchin' Blues
- 9 Dallas
- 11 Johnny B. Goode
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