Intro:
(2x)
Sitting in Mangrove Valley chasing light beams, everything wanders from baby to Z
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Baby, baby, pretty young on Tuesday, old like a rum drinkin de-mon at tea
Baby, baby, Tell me what s the matter
Why, why, tell me what’s your why now
Tell me why will you never come home
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Tell me what’s your reason if you’ve got a good one
Everywhere I go, the people all know
Everyone’s doin’ that rag (2X)
Take my line and go fishing for a Tuesday,
Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea
Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons,
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Couldn’t find any better ones in the morning at three
Rain gonna come, but the rain gonna go, you know
Steppin’ off sharply from the rank and file
Awful cold and dark like a dungeon
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Maybe get a little bit dark ‘fore the day
Hipsters, tripsters, real cool chicksters,
Everyone’s doin’ that rag
Hipsters, tripsters, real cool chicksters,
Everyone’s doin’ that rag
You needn’t gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset,
No one is watching or standing in your shoes
Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning,
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Everything promised is delivered to you
Don’t neglect to pick up what your share is
All the winter birds are wingin’ home now
Hey, love, go and look around you
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Nothing out there you haven’t seen be fore now
Wade in the water, you’ll never get wet
If you keep on doin’ that rag (2X)
One-eyed jacks and the deuces are wild,
And the aces are crawling up and down your sleeves
Come back here baby Louise,
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And tell me the name of the game that you play
Is it all fall down, is it all go under?
