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he would spend it on the pony, he would spend it on the girl, buy his mother gin and roses, for her poor old hannah curls, and when his wife said "hey now! what did you get for me", he socked her in the chopper, such a sweet, sweet guy was he, and her tears flowed like wine, yes, her tears flowed like wine, she's a real sad tomato, she's a busted valentine, knows her momma done told her, that the man is darn unkind, how he loved the old race horses, he would bet them everyday, one day he caught a winner, and the cabbage was some hay, he indulged in fancy spending, ordered rings, cars, and furs, but alas! the lack like a stab in the back, she found out it wasn't hers, and her tears flowed like wine, yes, her tears flowed like wine, she's a real sad tomato, she's a busted valentine, knows her momma done told her, that the man is darn unkind, he got mixed up with a mazzie, he got mixed up with a flow, so, flow shoved him in the river, he might get mixed up no more, his wife then draped herself in black, that showed her figure fine, then she cussed him out, that two faced guy, no insurance could she find, and her tears flowed like wine, yes, her tears flowed like wine, she's a real sad tomato, she's a busted valentine, knows her momma done told her, that the man is darn unkind
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Artist: ella fitzgerald