I got the bad feeling blues; keeps me worried all the time.
I can't get along with that high-brow gal of mine.
Look a-here mama : you done throwin' your papa down.
I wouldn't hate it so bad : but the news's all over town.
Look a‑here mama : what you want me to do.
I work all the time : bring my money home to you.
Oh Lord, your papa done going to stay.
I never thought you would treat your daddy this a‑way.
I got the bad feeling blues keeps me so lowdown.
I'm going to pack my grip'n leave this lonesome town
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