Baby Girl Blues


Baby girl, you sit and watch the blues go by...
You wonder, you cry but you got to keep that pretty head of your up.
You walk around with those old time blues...
But you can't let their old time fool bring your pretty head down.
She got up... She grab hold of the old time blues...
She lock them away...
She laught, she dance. They call her a fool..
But she dance her old time blues away.
You watch, you watch, you watch the blues go by...
They call you a fool but you dance, their old time fool away.

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