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The evening sun is beginning to sing low
The evening sun is beginning to sink low
Just a few more hours
Ooo-well-well and I will have to go
Once I was going down the lonesome road
Once I was going down the lonesome road
I met a man, hoo-well-well
And he was bound with heavy load
By then the sun had turned now, the whole world red
By then the sun had turned the whole world red
Poor me didn't have no place
Ooo-well-well, now to lay my worried head
Darkness fell upon me and I couldn't hear a sound
Darkness fell upon me and I couldn't hear a sound
I let fate be my pillow, hoo-well-well
My bed be on the ground
When I think about all the bad deeds I have done
When I think about all the bad deeds I have done
I say to myself, ooo-well-well, I'm no good son-of-a-gun.?
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