96 lyrics for "Go down about me."

Stripes around my shoulders I got stripes, I got chains, Chains around my feet I got stripes, And them chains, them chains, They're about to drag me down On a Monday, On a Tuesday,
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As a man can be Baby, please Down in the deep blue see I'm blue and lonesome I'm blue and lonesome, yeah I don't have no headache about myself My love has gone away from me Baby, please come back to me Come on home to me
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It's never enough for you I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down, down Got time on my hands Tonight, why you so broken? Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know all about you Tonight, why we still
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You caught me smilin' again Hangin' loose 'cause you ain't used To see me turned on I'll be gone and it won't take you long To climb a tree about me I ain't down I'll be around to carry on In my pain, I'll be sane To take your hand
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Oh oh dear life I'm about to make you last Don't wanna let you go You're scaring me to death I'm hangin' on for dear life I'm beggin' on you please, just slow down Dear Life, I hope you know Dear Life, what's your plan I'm tryin' to catch my breath
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Daylight come and we don't wanna go home Dayo, me say dayo Yeah so, we losin' control Turn the lights low 'cause we about to get blown Let the club shut down (We won't go, oh, oh, oh) From the window (from the window) To the wall (to the wall) This club
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I got things to, say I gotta (say) talk to you Too much to talk about Come clean to you Touch down, shawty, I just touched down Guess I gotta start a hunt down You still givin' me the run around (oh no) Hit me with the addy and I'm comin' now
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Calm down, sweetheart Blue Boy, worried 'bout the world's eyes Worried, every time the sun shines Worried about his Blue Boy, older than the world knows Honey, that's the way that life goes
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You know I'm always good for a good time I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there's a party, they're my kind of people So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night I
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Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning And the sun goes down about three in the day And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I trace my bloodline And it's
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