I’m Throwin’ up My Hands (Ain’t Gonna Work Here No More) Rev. Gary Davis
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There is one thing, sure do worry me
My good gal packed her suitcase, walked off and left poor me
Lord, Lord, see what a fix she left me in
I ain't got no home, and ain't got no friends
I'm going away to wear You off my mind
Said I won't be here wringing my hands and crying
My good gal packed her suitcase, walked off and left poor me
Lord, Lord, see what a fix she left me in
I ain't got no home, and ain't got no friends
I'm going away to wear You off my mind
Said I won't be here wringing my hands and crying
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