Bad Luck Card

Cause you don't love me
Is awful, awful hard.
Gypsy done showed me
My bad luck card.

There ain't no good left
In this world for me.
Gypsy done tole me —
Unlucky as can be.

I don't know what
Po' weary me can do.
Gypsy says I'd kill my self
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