| On the day that I was born, daddy sat down and cried
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| I had the mark just as plain as day which could not be denied
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| They say that Cain caught Abel rolling loaded dice
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| Ace of spades behind his ear and him not thinking twice
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| Half-step Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
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| Hello baby, I’m gone, goodbye
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| Half a cup of rock and rye
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| Farewell to you old southern sky
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| I’m on my way, on my way
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| If all you got to live for is what you left behind
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| Get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine
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| I lost my boots in transit babe, a pile of smoking leather
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| Nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather
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| Half-step Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
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| Hello baby, I’m gone, good-bye
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| Half a cup of rock and rye
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| Farewell to you old southern sky
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| I’m on my way, on my way
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| They say that when your ship comes in the first man takes the sails
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| The second takes the after deck, the third the planks and rails
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| What’s the point to calling shots this cue ain’t straight in line
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| Cue ball’s made of Styrofoam and no one’s got the time
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| Half-step Mississippi Uptown Toodleloo
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| Hello baby, I’m gone, goodbye
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| Half a cup of rock and rye
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| Farewell to you old southern sky
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| I’m on my way, on my way
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| Across the Rio Grand-eo
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| Across the lazy river
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| Across the Rio Grand-eo
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| Across the lazy river |