Glenn Crytzer - When I Get Low I Get High

My fur coat's sold
Oh Lord ain't it cold
But I'm not gonna holler
Cause I've still got a dollar
And When I Get Low, woah, I Get High.

My man walked out
Now you know that ain't right.
He better watch out
If I meet him tonight.
I said When I Get Low, woah, I Get High.

All this hard luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows how troubles go round and round me.

Oh, I'm all alone
With no one to pet me
But old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
Cause When I Get Low, woah, I Get High.

Written by:
Marion Sunshine

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