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I got a guy who lives upon Big Hill I got a guy who lives upon Big Hill He swear he's gonna quit me But I love him still He got eyes like diamonds Teeth shining like yellow gold Fort Knox Eyes like diamonds, teeth shine like yellow gold When he starts in loving me, whoa He satisfies my soul Baby you're good looking But you gonna die someday Yes, you good looking But you gonna die someday Give me a little lovin' Before you send me away But I'm gone away And leave you by yourself Gone away, gone away And leave you by yourself You mistreated me, baby Now you can go and mistreat somebody else Joe William's, while he's blue With camp basis band Joe William trap this song With camp basis band He's singing, he's swinging his blues singer in land But he says: "Well, oh well, oh well, oh well" Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well, oh well, oh well, oh well Well I know he said, "Bye bye, baby bye bye" Early in the morning When the sun goes down I ain't got nothing, wanna leave this town I wanna get, I wanna split I wanna get, I wanna split I wanna get, I wanna get, I wanna get Get, get, get, get out of this town I left my truth on Blueberry Hill I ain't mad at you So don't be mad at me I ain't mad at you So don't be mad at me Nobody sing the blues like Dinah Washington Yeah Nobody sing the blues like Dinah Washington Oh, she knows just how they should be sung Well alright, ok you win 'Cause I'm in love with you But alright, ok you win Tell me what can I do? Any little song you want We'll try to whale for you Well facing this evening, we've tried to sing a song Last thing this evening dancing Gonna swing, gonna tag along Well alright, ok you win Volare, oh oh oh Cantare, oh oh oh Let's fly, let's fly, let's fly Let's fly, let's fly, let's fly You give me... fever Fever in morning, fever in the night Fever all through the morning and night Fever in morning, fever in the night Fever all through the morning and the night You give me fever Won't you come home, Bill Bailey? Won't you come home? Won't you come home, Bill Bailey? Won't you come home? Won't you come on? Come on, home Bill
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