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Well I dreamed last night now, that my old shack was falling down Well I dreamed last night mama, that my old shack was falling down And when I woke up this morning, my poor head was going round and round Now I'm going to be a robber and a cheater, I'm going to take that to be my game I'm going to be a robber and a cheater, I'm going to take that to be my game And when I make my black money, I'm going on back home to Mary Jane Now when I was a schoolboy, I would not take no one's advice Now when I was a schoolboy, I would not take no one's advice Now I'm just a broke man, nobody seems to want to treat me right Now my poor heart is aching, and I really don't know what to do Now my poor heart is aching, and I really don't know what to do Says I got a strong notion, coming right on back home to you Now I'm going to close my conversation, and I have no more to say Now I'm going to close my conversation, and I have no more to say And a since I been a broke man, nobody seems to want to go my way
Writer(s): James Kokomo Arnold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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