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Eric Burdon
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Forty Four
I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore Well I'm wondring everybody where did my baby go Take this weapon as a gift son May it serve you all your life You know my blood is running cold And my trigger finger is turning white Cold as ice
I hold those fat brass bullets Each one feels as cold as ice I hold those fat brass bullets Each one feels as cold as ice Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I keeps it under my pillow Just to get me thru the night
Well I'm so mad this morning I don't know where in the world to go Well I'm so mad this mornin'g I don't know where in the world to go And now I'm lookin' for mister money so I can get myself some dough I'm lookin' for mister money So I can get myself some dough
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