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They Say It Was The Cocaine
They say it was the cocaine
that put poor Bessie in the grave.
Yes, they say it was the cocaine
that put poor Bessie in the grave.
We all looked up to Bessie,
Lord, she was so very brave.
Her momma turned to whiskey
saying', "Poor Bessie's dead and gone."
Yes, her momma turned to whiskey
saying, "Poor Bessie's dead and gone."
Lord, her daddy's broken-hearted, no
He don't wanna carry on.
Now, Bessie's little sister
is doing just what Bessie did.
Yes, Bessie's little sister
is doing just what Bessie did.
She's playing with the cocaine
doing just what Bessie did.
that put poor Bessie in the grave.
Yes, they say it was the cocaine
that put poor Bessie in the grave.
We all looked up to Bessie,
Lord, she was so very brave.
Her momma turned to whiskey
saying', "Poor Bessie's dead and gone."
Yes, her momma turned to whiskey
saying, "Poor Bessie's dead and gone."
Lord, her daddy's broken-hearted, no
He don't wanna carry on.
Now, Bessie's little sister
is doing just what Bessie did.
Yes, Bessie's little sister
is doing just what Bessie did.
She's playing with the cocaine
doing just what Bessie did.
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