Jean Harlow
Traditional - Lead Belly

Jean Harlow died the other day
These are the words I heard her say
Her mother was sittin’ at her bedside and cryin’
I believe to my soul that my child’s dyin’
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Send for the doctor, the doctor come
Mother says: Doctor, can you save me one
Doctor says: Well, I believe I will go
Need me tomorrow, you can let me know

Doctor left, he was looking mighty sad
Said: This is the hardest case I ever had
Jean Harlow said just before she died:
Two more moving pictures I would like to write

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