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I feel too bad
I′m feeling mighty sick and sore
So bad, I feel
I said I'm feeling sick and sore and so afraid
My man don′t love me no more

Moanin' low

My sweet man I love him so
Though he's mean as can be
He′s the kind of man
Needs the kind of woman like me

Gonna die
If sweet man should pass me by
If I die, will he be?
He′s the kind of man
Needs the kind of woman like me

Don't know any reason why he treats me so poorly
What have I gone and done?
Makes my trouble double with his worries when surely
I ain′t deservin' none

Moanin′ low

My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes, oh Lordy
He's the kind of man
Needs the kind of a woman like me
I don′t know any reason why he treats me so poorly
What have I gone and done?
He makes my trouble double with his worries when surely
I ain't deservin' none

Moanin′ low
My sweet man is gonna go
When he goes, oh Lordy
He′s the kind of man
Needs the kind of a woman like me

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