Johnny Winter - Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196 Lyrics

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Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196

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What Are The Lyrics For Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196 By Johnny Winter?
Lord my mother she done told me and my father done told
me My father told me too, yeah my mother she done told me And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live in by yourself Yeah, work for a dollar or several thousand, could not save a dime You know I worked for a dollar, or several thousand, man couldn't save a dime Ain't nobody worried and there isn't nobody's crying Yeah, I got my hands outside to get a hold on, try to get some of my cash Lord I try to get my hands outside to get a hold on, try to get some of my cash It's those great big smiles to keep us out of that trash So I packed up my suitcase and I move on down, hit that lonesome road You know I packed up my suitcase and I hit that lonesome, move on down I'm still crying to make it when the day was done |
Who Wrote Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196 By Johnny Winter?
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What's The Duration Of The Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196 By Johnny Winter?The duration of Mean Town Blues [Live at the Woodstock Music & Art Fair, August 18, 196 is 10:59 minutes and seconds. |
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