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 | | I've got a little baby, but she's out of sight, I talk to her across the telephone; I'se never seen my honey but she's mine, all right; So take my tip, an' leave this gal alone. |
 | | This morning, thro' the 'phone, she said her name was Bess, And now I kind of know where I am at; I'se satisfied because I'se got my babe's address, Here pasted in the lining of my hat. |
 | | I am mighty scared, 'cause if the wires get crossed, 'Twill separate me from ma baby mine, Then some other coon will win her, and my game is lost, And so each day I shout along the line, (CHORUS 2 times) |
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