The Things That I Used To Do lyrics
The things that I used to do
Lord, I won't do no more The things that I used to do Lord, I won't do no more I used to sit and Hold your hand, baby Cry and beg you not to go I was born in Georgia, baby Lord, I was raised in Tennessee I was born in Augusta, Georgia, baby Lord, I was raised in Tennessee No matter how hard I tried Somebody always hurting on me I'm going to send you Back to your mother and I'm going back to my family too I'm going to send you Back to your mother, baby Lord, and I'm going back to my folks My old, my old folks back home too Cause nothing I can Do to please you, mama Lord, I just can't get along with you Ow, ow, ow You're so mean to me now
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