Tom: D
Introdução:
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I was riding Number Nine
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Headin' south from Carolin'
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I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Got in trouble, had to roam
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Just a kid actin' smart
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I went and broke my darlin's heart
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I guess I was too young to know
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They took me off the Georgia Main
Locked me to a ball and chain
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All alone I bear the shame
I'm a number, not a name
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I'll be locked here in this cell
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Til my body's just a shell
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And my hair turns whiter than snow
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I'll never see that gal of mine
Lord, I'm in Georgia doing time