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Low Time, Lonely kind of Blues

I heard them songs you's been singin' Them low time lonely kinda blues I heard them songs you's been singin' As you've been tuggin on them shoes It ain't no problem to have them low time blues Only, make sure to tug em right them holey worn shoes. Now, how comes ya hollerin' 'bout someone done done you wrong? Just take all them feelings in ya heart and turn them into song. How comes ya writin lyrics with voodoo curses to cut like knives? Just wish 'em a blessed day and go on with ya life. I heard them songs ya been singin and I says time to change up the tune. I heard them songs ya been singin You low time lonely kinda blues.
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Written by
francisco-dh
28 / Cisgender Male / American
For You?
Written by
francisco-dh
28 / Cisgender Male / American
Published
Jul 20, 2014
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Just a poem I wrote (shrugs)

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