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Lord, this house is goin' to get raided, yes, sirThirty days in jail with my back turned to the wall, turned to the wallThirty days in jail with my back turned to the wallLook here, Mr. Jail-keeper, put another gal in my stallI don't mind bein' in jail, but I got to stay there so long, so longI don't mind bein' in jail, but I got to stay there so long, so longWhen every friend I have is done shook hands and goneYou better stop your man from tickling me under my chin, under my chinYou better stop your man from tickling me under my chin'Cause if he keeps on tickling, I'm sure gonna take him on inGood morning, blues, blues, how do you do? How do you do?Good morning, blues, blues, how do you do?Say, I just come here to have a few words with you From Letras Mania