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Grateful Dead Let Me Sing Your Blues Away

the button, let the top ten play. Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away. Give me

the button, let the top ten play. Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away. Give me

your friend if you let me. So if something upsets you or makes you unhappy in any way, don't shoot your fat-ass mouth on me 'cause l won't give a shit

come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal