| I Got The Blues |
| It was hot, too hot, in the field It was hot, working like an animal I picked cotton Blood on my fingers I was hungry, thirsty I wanted to cry, no time to cry People were working, humming "Work Song" mu~~mu~~mu~~~ Then, I heard a lady singing "Summer Time" , but out of tune They had the blues And I got the blues by K. |
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