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The Drunken Desperado |
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And brothers and daddies aren't makin' a sound
Though they know where the kid is found And it's my night to hollow —Whoo-peel When I get old and my aim aint true
And it's three to one and wounded, too, I won't beg and claw the ground; For I'll be dead before I'm found When it's miy night to hollow — Whoo-pee! Baird Boyd. |
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