mp3@320mbps I left my baby, I left her down at Hollywood Cemetery. Weren't a cloud in the sky, but how I wish it was raining Well I know it was wrong to feel love like a burden. But if we all were angels, then heaven would be earth. So I left my baby, I left her down at Hollywood Cemetery. She got her beignets and coffee, while the band plays a funeral dirge. In New Orleans, Mardi Gras, but I'm sick as a dog here in Texas When the one that you love's in the arms of another man. You've got to rise above it, and let her go. Leave your baby down, leave her down at Hollywood Cemetery.
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