I Got The Blues, I Ain't Worried

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            I've got the blues, I ain't worried
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            I seen the last of my ol' man
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            My last dollar in his pocket
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            And a suitcase in his hand
            
            Headin' down the road to Memphis
            Headin' down the lonesome track
            He's a leavin' me with nuthin'
            And it's nuthin' I'll take back
            
            So I followed close behind him
            I never saw him look behind
            But he waited at the crossroads
            There was evil in his mind.
            
            They say he shouldn't a' hit a woman
            They say she shouldn't a' hit him first
            They say she shouldn't a' used a breadknife
            They say the two of us was cursed.
            
            So when you get to where you're goin'
            Jus' keep walkin' t'ward your fate
            In that place where it ain't snowin'
            'Tain't Saint Peter at that gate.
            
            I don't wish I never killed you
            Though the hangman waits for me
            Soon I'll be walkin' just behind you
            For the rest of eternity.