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49 Allison Joseph At Last: A Blues Paradelle for Etta James All this hard luck loving’s been rough on me. All this hard luck loving’s been rough on me. Strung out, flat busted, I nearly lost my mind. Strung out, flat busted, I nearly lost my mind. Hard luck loving’s been rough on me, my mind strung out. Flat busted, I nearly lost all this. My voice has aged from a girl’s to a woman’s. My voice has aged from a girl’s to a woman’s. I can get right down to a song’s heart now. I can get right down to a song’s heart now. My voice has aged right, from a girl’s to a woman’s. Get down to a song’s heart? I can now. Come a little closer, let Etta heal your blues. Come a little closer, let Etta heal your blues. Remember, you can leave your hat on. Remember, you can leave your hat on. Remember, you can heal your blues. Let Etta come a little closer. Leave your hat on. I remember all this hard, strung out luck. Busted loving’s been flat rough on me, from a girl’s to a woman’s. Let Etta heal. Aged, my voice has a song’s heart now. Nearly lost, I can get right down to my mind, your blues. Come a little closer. You can leave your hat on. ...

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