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C F First time I seen my true Iove, C G he was walkin' by my door, C F the last time l saw his false hearted smile, G C he was dead on his coolin' board. C F It's a-hard and it's hard, ain't it hard, C G to love one that never did love you? C F It's a-hard, and it's hard, ain't it hard, great God, G G7 C to love one that never will be true? C F There is a house in this town, C G that's where my true love lays around. C F He takes other women right down on his knee, G C he tells them a little tale he won't tell me. C F Don't go to drinkin' and gamblin', C G don't go there your sorrows to drown. C F This hard-liquor place is a low-down disgrace, G C it's the meanest damn place in this town. C F It was late last night, when my true love come in, C G rapped, and knocked upon my door. C F I jumped out in a fit of jealousy, G C that true love don?t knock here any more.
Written by Woody Guthrie
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