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By J. J. Cale, Low down, low down dirty shame
Low down, low down dirty
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By J. J. Cale, She is my low rider
She is my low rider
Some say
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By J. J. Cale, Whippoorwill's singing
Soft summer breeze
Makes me think of my baby
I left
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By J. J. Cale, Yeah, mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here
Yeah, mama
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By J. J. Cale, Miss ol' St. Louie, wish I was back
Picking my guitar
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By J. J. Cale, Mississippi river railroad track
Want to go to memphis get my
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By J. J. Cale, I've got my mojo working but it just don't work
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By J. J. Cale, Mona, she comes in the morning
She brings me a bottle
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By J. J. Cale, Money talks, it'll tell you a story
Money talks, says strange
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By J. J. Cale, Now my gal don't like them red red roses
She don't
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By J. J. Cale, She's on the rounds, that's what they say
I heard the
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By J. J. Cale, Have you ever been down to new orleans
Lord, lord, them
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By J. J. Cale, No time for making my moves, no time
No time for
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By J. J. Cale, Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you
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By J. J. Cale, Words that we say could all be lies someday
Scattered to
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By J. J. Cale, Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
No way to relieve this
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By J. J. Cale, (instrumental)
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By J. J. Cale, I had an old dog, and his name was blue
Bet
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By J. J. Cale, I ain't high on cocaine
I don't need the pain
It's bad
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By J. J. Cale, Yes, I've been moving to the highway, rambling man keeps
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By J. J. Cale, Whatever happened to ole what's-her-name
She used to be the big
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By J. J. Cale, Well, you can talk to the governor, talk to a
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By J. J. Cale, Got me a woman, boy she's fine
Love me in the
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By J. J. Cale, Hiding in the alley, smoking cigarettes
Tippling in the corner, lord,
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By J. J. Cale, Hell, I travel on life's pathways
Know not what the years
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By J. J. Cale, One drink of whisky, one drink of gin
One drink of
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By J. J. Cale, Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do
Baby, baby,
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By J. J. Cale, I'm sittin' on this train and I'm ridin' home, ridin'
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By J. J. Cale, My woman, my woman, you know she cryin'
She keeps me
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By J. J. Cale, Rio de Janeiro, hot wind of Brazilian nights
Rio de Janeiro,