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Humble Pie

the hottest night in town surely for years They were hookin' up the TV's outside the bars Sweet mahoo Moon hit my eye like a big ol' scarlet pie And

I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound hammer And my womans picking cotton for the bossman on the hill They work us till they break our back And beat

Here I am with dust in my pants I don't know what to do Been on the road for almost a week I just wanna be with you Makes no difference where I am Feeling

Pour aller au bar j'ai quitte ma maison Avec le blues accroche a mes talons J'ai trouve une fee d'amour sur ma route Elle m'a donne elle me voulait aucun

One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna look for me and I'll be gone I believe, said I believe, ooh yeah, ooh baby You're trying to make a

Sometimes I sit here in this chair And I wonder I said, I wonder, oh, where can you be This dark and lonely night I wonder if you're holdin' I wonder

There she is again steppin' out of her limousine, well Looking like the cover of a twenty-dollar magazine She's got it where you find it, if you know

30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole 30 days in the hole Chicago green, talkin' 'bout Black Lebanese A dirty room and a silver coke spoon Give me

I'm takin' my time Hangin' my days in sunshine Feel just like how I wanna be I feel all right, gettin' that old time feelin' in me I think of the days