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Jan 2016
Woke up this morning the blues was in my way I said: you have to go
And surely can't stay. My baby's fine love will get you out of my way
I never have to worry fret or fear, my baby stays on track
Blues get on out of here.Everything about, my sweet lady knows
Promises made to her, I surely intend to keep
My baby's sweet love makes me stay on my feet
No matter what time of day, it's so good  nothing to ever lack
Or hold me back
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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