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When I Get Low, I Get High - The Speakeasy Three
Lyricist：Marion Sunshine
Composer：Marion Sunshine
Uhhhh
Uuuuhh
Pra pa ra pa ra
Uuuuhh
Uuuuhh
Pra pa
Pra pa
Pra pa
Pa pa
Pa pa
Pa pa
My fur got sold
Oh Lord ain't it cold
But I'm not gonna holler
'Cause I still got a dollar
And when I get low
Oooo I get high
My man walked out
Now you know that ain't right
But he better watch out
If I meet him tonight
I said when I get low
Oooo I get high
All the bad luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows how trouble goes round and round me
Oooh
I'm all alone
With no one to pet me
But the old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
'Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high
Uhhh
Aaah
My man's full up
Got his belly in a tangle
'Cause I'm a slice of pie
He just can't handle
And when I get low
Oooo I get high
My pockets are empty
And my chips are down
But I ain't gonna holler
No I ain't gonna frown
'Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high
All the bad luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows how trouble goes round and round me
Woah there was a ruckus last night
I ended up in jail
But I ain't got to worry
My girls got my bail
'Coz when I get low
Oooo I get high
I'm all alone
With no one to pet me
But the old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
'Cause when I get low
Oooo I get high
