I walked out that door, with my Forty Four in my hand
I walked out that door, with my Forty Four in my hand
I'm gonna find my baby, I believe she's taken with another man
I wore my forty four so long, I've made my shoulder sore
I wore my forty four so long, I've made my shoulder sore
If I find my baby, I won't need my Forty Four no more
All I have to hear, I mean that lonesome Forty four whistle blow
I hear that long lonesome, I mean that Forty Four whistle blow
You know he's taken my baby, and he won't be coming back no more
I got a little a cabin, I mean it's number Forty Four
I got a little a cabin, I mean it's number Forty Four
Lord I wake up every morning,with the world is scratching at my door
I wore my forty four so long, I've made my shoulder sore
I wore my forty four so long, I've made my shoulder sore
If I find my baby, I won't need my Forty Four no more
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