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Deep in the pocket, of an old sport coat jacket I chanced to discover an old memory Three for a quarter, a black and white portrait Taken of Jennifer

Well, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Lord, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell

Well, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Lord, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell

I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes Know 'bout 'at I got these, old walkin' blues Woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes But

And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan When I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan Who been drivin' my Terraplane1, for you since I been

When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side, When you got a good friend That will stay right by your side, Give her all your spare time

If your man gets personal, Want you to have your fun. If your man gets personal, Want you to have your fun. Well, come on back to Friar's Point, mama,

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I have pains in my hearts They

Beatrice, she got a phonograph, and it won't say a lonesome word Beatrice, she got a phonograph, but it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done