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Corrine What Makes You Treat Me So? lyrics
He's gone, Blind Boy Fuller's gone away
He's gone, Blind Boy Fuller's gone away
Well, he heard a voice calling
And he knew he could not stay
Well, he called me to his bedside one morning
And the clock was strikin' four
Called me to his bedside one morning
And the clock was strikin' four
Brownie take my guitar and carry my business on
I won't stay here no more
Blind Boy had a million friends
North, east, south and west
Blind Boy had a million friends
North, east, south and west
Well you know it's hard to tell
Which place he was loved the best
Well, all you women of Blind Boy's
How do you want your lovin' done?
All of you women of Blind Boy's
How do you want your lovin' done?
I'll do my best, I'll do my best
To carry Blind Boy's business on
Goodbye, Blind Boy
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- Track 10 on Truckin My Blues Away
- 9 I Crave My Pigmeat
- 11 Meat Shakin' Woman
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