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Sodden Clods Are Comin to Town

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Sodden Clods Are Comin to Town

Sodden Clods Are Comin to Town
(Phil Hahn)

You better watch out
You better not try,
Trav'ling about
I'm telling you why
     Sodden clods are coming to town.

They're wrecking the bars
They're starting street fights.
They're having one of
Their naughtiest nights,
     Sodden clods are coming to town.

Blithe New Years's drivers, pickled
In alcoholic brine
Will gaily bounce off walls and trees
To the strains of "Auld Lang Syne",
     So,
You better stay home

And drink your own rye.
You're crazy to roam
It's obvious why,
     Sodden clods are coming to town.

from the Oct. 1960 edition of Mad
RG
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