In the morning i'm walking down the backstreet
With my sadness dreams with my little dog
Yasterday when i was drunk my baby left me
She is been gone and i don't now where she goes
Raindrops folling on my head and on my jacket
Raining down on me and flowing to my shoes
Through the days i have no money in my pocket
Through the night i've got a lonesome blues
Raindrops folling on my hat and on my jacket
Raining down by me and flowing to my shoes
Through the days i have no money in my pocket
Through the night i've got a lonesome blues
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