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I'm lyin' to myself, cryin' to myself
Tryin' to make believe my baby's on the shelf
But it's more than I can do
Tryin' to find a way to bluff it through
I miss my lovin' and kissin'
When I hear the radio playin' "I Love You So"
That's the time, you know, I start to feel like ten below
I'm lyin' to myself
Tryin' to chase the blues away
Just because of foolish pride I tried to hide
All feeling's for Cupid's art
And though I've cried out loud that two's a crowd
That don't convince my heart
When I think of my sweet pet and the places we met
I tell myself I'm not a doggone bit upset
But I'm lyin' to myself,
Tryin' to chase the blues away
Part of these releases
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- Track 14 on Portrait
- 13 I'm Confessin'
- 15 Dear Old Southland
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- Track 16 on The Complete Masters 1925-1945 Disc 4
- 15 Dear Old Southland
- 17 I Can't Believe That You're In Love With Me
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- Track 4 on New Orleans in Chicago Disc 5
- 3 Dear Old Southland
- 5 I Can't Believe That You're In Love With Me
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