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Boy sure is blue.
Be alright, he ridin' the spirit.
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Here he come again.
Gettin hot now.
Be ridin' the blues.
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| .....Passed
Through!
Hey! Get outta that guitar!
Don't think he can.
Yeah, he in the jailhouse now.
How we gonna get him out?
Please release me.
Don't think we can.
Man, oh, man!
Man, he sure got the blues now. Let me go! |
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