| Walk in, sit down, open up your case
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| Tune up, and turn ‘round to show your face to the crowd
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| Sing a song in a genuine bluegrass voice
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| About your big Dixie Darling, the banjo that’s always in tune
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| Please sing a song for us, play your guitar
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| There isn’t one of us care who you are
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| But if the sound is good, you won’t go wrong
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| Please sing a song for us and we will sing along (so long)
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| Stand up, stretch out to take the hand
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| Of a girl called Rosie who thought your performance was cool
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| Tune in, turn on, stop dead in your tracks
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| At a voice softly singing about some fool on a hill
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| Please sing a song for us, play your guitar
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| There isn’t one of us care who you are
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| And if the sound is good, you won’t go wrong
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| Please sing a song for us and we will sing along (so long) |