| This man was walking, down by the curb,
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| He had lost his saddle in the mud.
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| This guy was crying, tears from his eyes,
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| Part of his body was paralyzed.
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| I thought it was a dream.
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| Strangest thing I’ve seen.
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| O’er and o’er and over, 'til I think I don’t exist.
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| So I went up to him, and asked him what
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| He was doing, and who he was.
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| He said his memory had been dilluted,
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| He said he once was electrocuted.
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| I thought it was a dream.
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| Strangest thing I’ve seen.
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| O’er and o’er and over, 'til I think I don’t exist.
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| He said he’d come from Pakistan,
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| Where he was beaten by a policeman.
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| That’s why he walked, a duty crawl.
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| And acted like he knew it all.
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| I thought it was a dream.
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| Strangest thing I’ve seen.
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| O’er and o’er and over, 'til I think I don’t exist. |