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Mixed Blues

(Dock Boggs)

Oh, you caused me trouble, woman, and you caused me to kill a man,
Caused me trouble, and you caused me to kill a man,
Oh, now I'm in the jailhouse, got to do the best I can, best I can.

Oh, it's hard to be in trouble and all bound down in jail,
Hard to be in trouble and all bound down in jail,
All your friends done forsaken you, and no one to go your bail, go your bail

Goin' away now, baby; I'm a-goin' away for a spell
Goin' away now, woman, and I'm goin' away for a spell
But to leave my wife and babies, I'd rather be in Hell.

It's all right to flirt, mama, and it's all right to roll high
It's all right to flirt, and it's all right to roll high
Providin' you feel that you're safe, and your man ain't standin' by, standin' by

Oh the train that I ride, it's sixteen coaches long
Train I ride, it's sixteen coaches long
Don't stop at any station for to take any passengers on, passengers on

These is my old blues, and I sing them when I please
These is my old blues, and I sing them when I please
Oh, the blues ain't nothin' baby, but a heart disease, a heart disease.


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