The Gin House Blues

I've got a sad, sad story today
 I've got a sad, sad story today
 I'm goin' to the gin house when the whistle blows
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 My troubles come like rain
 That's all been poured before
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 My man keeps me cryin' all night
 My man keeps me cryin' all night
 I'm goin' to the gin house, sit there by myself
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 I mean to drown my sorrows
 By sweet somebody else
 I've got those worst kind of gin house blues
 
 I've got those worst kind of gin house blues
 I'll make one trip there to seek and ease my mind
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 And if I do, I'm gonna make it
 My last time
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 It takes a good smart woman these days
 It takes a good smart woman these days
 To hold her man when these girls have got so many tearful ways
 I mean to watch my man
 Don't care what these other girls say
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 I've got to see the conjure man too
 I've got to see the conjure man too
 Because these gin house blues is campin' 'round my door
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 I want him to drive them off
 So they won't come back no more