Текст песни Low Down Gal of Mine - Johnny Winter
Achin'
all
over
B'lieve
I
got
the
pneumonia
this
time
Achin'
all
over
I
b'lieve
I
got
the
pneumonia
this
time
An'
it's
all
on
account
Of
that
low
down
gal
of
mine
Yeah
Slippin'
round
the
corners
Runnin'
up
alleys
too
Slippin'
round
the
corners
Runnin'
up
alleys
too
Tryin'
to
find
my
woman
See
what
in
the
world
she
goin'
do
Wearin'
B.V.D.'s
in
the
winter
Prowling
'round
in
the
rain
Wearin'
B.V.D.'s
in
the
winter
Prowling
'round
in
the
rain
Runnin'
down,
baby
Give
me
this
pneumonia
pain
Sat
out
in
the
streets
One
cold,
dark,
stormy
night
Sat
out
in
the
streets
One
cold,
dark,
stormy
night
Trying
to
see
if
my
good
gal
Going
to
make
it
home
all
right
Must've
found
somethin'
Lord
have
mercy,
it
made
her
fall
I
believe
she
found
somethin'
Lord
have
mercy,
it
made
her
fall
I
stayed
out
in
the
street
all
night
And
she
didn't
come
home
at
all
When
I
die
Bury
me
in
a
Stetson
hat
I
said,
when
I
die
Bury
me
in
a
Stetson
hat
Tell
my
good
gal
I'm
gone
But
I'm
still
up,
standing
pat
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