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I'll sing you a song |
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Ain't very long |
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'Bout an old man who never done wrong |
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How he died nobody can say |
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They found him dead in the stree0t one day |
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Well,the crowd |
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They gathered one fine morn |
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At the man whose clothes'n'shoes were torn |
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There on the sidewalk he did lay |
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They stopped'n'stared'n'walked their way |
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Well,the pliceman come and he looked around |
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"Get up,old man,or I'm a-takin'you down" |
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He jabbed him once with his billy club |
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And the old man then rolled off the curb |
| [00:55] |
Well,he jabbed him again and loudly said |
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"Call the wagon;this man is dead" |
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The wagon come,they loaded him in |
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I never saw the man agian |
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I've sung you my song,it ain't very long |
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'Bout an old man who never done wrong |
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How he died no one can say |
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They found him dead in the street one day |
