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Tommy Johnson
Tommy Johnson
Performer
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Tommy Johnson
Tommy Johnson
Composer

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Crying,canned heat, canned heat, mama, crying, sure, lord, killing me Crying, canned heat, mama, sure, lord killing me Takes alcorub to take these canned heat blues Crying, mama, mama, mama, you know, canned heat killing me Crying, mama, mama, mama, crying, canned heat is killing me Canned heat don't kill me, crying, babe i'll never die I woke up a-this mo'nin with Canned heat on my mind Just woke up this mo'nin Canned heat was on my mind Woke up this mo'nin With the canned head, lord On my mind Cried, lord Lord, i wonder Canned heat, lord, killing me Think alcorub is Tearing apart my soul Because brown-skin woman Don't do the easy roll I woke up a this mo'nin Crying, canned heat round my bed Run in here, somebody Take these canned heat blues Run here, somebody An take these canned heat blue-oos. Crying,mama,mama,mama Crying, canned heat killing me Plead to my soul. lord They gon' kill me dead.
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