Misc Traditional – Mobile Line France Blues (Guitar)

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Did you ever take a trip, baby on the Mobile Line?

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about the Mobile line

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It's the road to ride to ease your troubling mind

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Well I got a letter, this is the way it read

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about the way it read

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Come home, come home, the girl you love is dead

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So I packed up my suitcase, bundled up my clothes

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about the bundle of clothes

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When I got there she was lying on the cooling board

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Now they took my baby honey to that burying ground

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about the burying ground

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And you oughta heard me holler when they lay her down

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Hello baby, gonna stop by France

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about stop by France

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Gonna stop by France just to give them women a chance

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Now when I die, don't bury your daddy at all

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about your bury at all

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Just pickle daddy's bones, baby in alcohol

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Now when I die, put your daddy's picture in a frame

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about a picture frame

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So when I'm gone you can see me just the same

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Hello heaven, let me use the telephone

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Hey lordy mama mama, hey lordy papa papa talk about the telephone

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So I can speak to my baby any time I want