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Blues

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remember what you told me
remember what you said
you said you'd never leave me
till the day that you were dead
oh this sky is turning purple
this sky, it's like a bruise
the sky is turning purple
and I have got the blues

you swore you'd never leave me
till the day that you were dead
remember what you told me
remember what you said
oh you say that she is loving
you say that she is true
you say that she is loving
babe, that's no excuse

remember what you told me
remember what you said
you swore you'd never leave me
till the day that you were dead
oh the sky is turning purple
this heart, it's like a bruise
you said you'd never leave me
but I have got the blues

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