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Lyrics for 'Cumberland Blues' by 'Grateful Dead'
I Can't Stay Much Longer, Melinda, The Sun Is Getting High.
I Can't Help You With Your Troubles, If You Won't Help With Mine.
I Gotta Get Down, I Gotta Get Down, I Gotta Get Down To The Mine.
You Keep Me Up Just One More Night, I Can't Sleep Here No More.
Little Ben Clock Says Quarter To Eight; You Kept Me Up 'till Four.
I Gotta Get Down, I Gotta Get Down, Or I Can't Work There No More.
A Lotta Poor Man Make A Five Dollar Bill, Keep Him Happy All The Time.
Some Other Fella's Makin' Nothin' At All And You Can Hear Him Cry,
"can I Go, Buddy, Can I Go Down Take Your Shift At The Mine?"
Gotta Get Down To The Cumberland Mine.
Gotta Get Down To The Cumberland Mine.
That's Where I Mainly Spend My Time.
Make Good Money, Five Dollars A Day. Made Anymore, I Might Move Away.
Lotta Poor Man Got The Cumberland Blues He Can't Win For Losin'
Lotta Poor Man Got To Walk The Line Just To Pay His Union Dues.
I Don't Know Now, I Just Don't Know If I'm Goin' Back Again.
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