Из альбома: Country Blues

I have had my fun if I never get well no more
I have had my fun if I never get well no more
All of my health is failing
Lord, I’m going down slow
I’m going down slow
Please write my mother and tell her the shape I’m in Please write my mother and tell her the shape I’m in Tell her to pray for me Forgive me for my sin
For all of my sin
On the next train south
Look for my clothes back home
On the next train south
Look for my clothes back home
'Cause all of my health is failing
Lord, I’m going down slow
I’m going down slow
All of my health is failing
Lord, I’m going down slow
I’m going down slow
Feel like I’m going, like I’m going down slow
I feel like I’m going, like I’m going down slow
I feel like I’m going, like I’m going down slow
I feel like I’m going, like I’m going down slow
I feel like I’m going, like I’m going down slow

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