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I ain't got no special rider here I ain't got no special rider... I ain't got nobody to love and feel my care I woke up this mornin', looked at the special risin' sun Got up this mornin', looked at special risin' sun An' I prayed to the Lord my special rider would go I sing this song to ease your trouble in mind Sing this song, ease your trouble in mind And you stay worried, yeah, and bothered all the time Hey, hey, what more can I do? Hey, hey, what more can I do? Honey, you must want me keep singin' these special blues From Letras Mania