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King Albert Live At Montreux Blues At Sunrise

One, two, three, four For the love of a woman A man will do most anything For a love of a woman A man will do most anything Make him steal from his mother

One of these days an' it won't be long You gonna look for me an' I'll be gone I believe, I say I believe right now Woah-oh-oh, baby, you're tryin' to

, if I ever get lucky, buddy yeah An' win my train fare home, yeah yeah Oh, the day that I do, angel You can bet your life, old Albert is gone, yeah