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Ain't no woman for me, no, no, 'Cept the Lady Annabelle. I'm gonna tell the story, 'Bout how she put me through hell. I said to my Lady, "You can have whatever you claim." She took her box to the Northern fields; She filled her box with the sugar cane. I said, "Why'd ja have to break my heart? Why'd ja have to break my heart?" Aint't no kind of feeling Like when your heart is in some pain. And it don't help at all to know She filled her box with the sugar cane. I said, "Why'd ja have to break my heart? Why'd ja have to break my heart?"
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 12:51 AM UTC
Sugar Cane
Ain't no woman for me, no, no, 'Cept the Lady Annabelle. I'm gonna tell the story, 'Bout how she put me through hell. I said to my Lady, "You can have whatever you claim." She took her box to the Northern fields; She filled her box with the sugar cane. I said, "Why'd ja have to break my heart? Why'd ja have to break my heart?" Aint't no kind of feeling Like when your heart is in some pain. And it don't help at all to know She filled her box with the sugar cane. I said, "Why'd ja have to break my heart? Why'd ja have to break my heart?"
Facebook me at CJ Miller to hear a rough draft musical version. This is the start of lyrics to be set to a slow to moderate blues bass rhythm.
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 12:51 AM UTC
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