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Blues man play your hand, do it right come on strong don't stay long runnin wild singin child powered sound push you hard lookin to get down such a waste ya left such a space I shared your dreams I felt your heart did I hear you scream runnin scared you run every where but not choose where to hide play the blues play it mad play it sad 
Blues is pain the way men cry like tired rain. Blues is mean the real thing three good men I knew well never see again.

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Submitted by: Sanskydavid on November 11, 2023