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WORRISOME BLUES (Blood/Nelson)
Same old town in the same old shoes
I’m so down and out I can’t lose
But lately there’s this thorn in my side
And every rose has been picked and bled dry
Don’t patronize me, it’s easy to see
And that’s alright babe
Found my luck down in the dumps
With all those rusted boxcars and latches
It’s just those little things that make me want to cry
I just can’t live down another stinking lie
Someone’s up there saying that there’s a grave waiting for me
But it’s hard to see
Let’s put those hard times to rest
And lord knows I’m holding my breath
To put out this fire
Piss, vinegar and strife
That’s burning my whole life
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