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I've got a right to sing the blues
Got the right to moan and sigh
I've got a right to sit and cry
Down along the river
A certain girl in this old town
Keeps dragging my heart around
All I see for me is misery
I've got the right to sing the blues
Got the right to moan and cry
I've got a right to sit and cry
Down along the river
Call it love say what you choose
I've got a right to sing the blues
I've got a right, got a right
Got a right to sing the blues
Got the right to moan and sigh
Got a right to sit and cry
Down along the river
Soon that deep blue sea
Is gonna be calling me
Call it love, say what you choose
I've got a right to sing the blues
The blues, the blues, the blues
I've got a right to sing the blues