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O.C. Bearheart

O.C. Bearheart

In My Bed Blues

Harmonica solo

I’m not doing so well,
No I ain’t doing swell.
It’d be something magic to get out of bed,
No I’m not doing so well.
 
I’m not doing so great,
No it ain’t up for debate.
It’d be such a wonder to leave this dark room,
No I’m not doing so great.
 
I’m not doing okay,
Turn the lights off and down here I’ll lay.
It’d take a miracle to fix all this mess.
No I’m not doing okay.

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