| He lived down by the railroad track
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| Had an old wood stove and a one room shack
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| Shoestring was the only name he had
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| When I’d skip school he’d take me fishin'
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| Sittin' on a creek bank talkin' and wishin'
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| Things were good whenever times got bad
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| And the people say
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| Shoestring you ain’t got no money!
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| Shoestring ya can’t hang around here!
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| Shoestring ya got your hat on back’rds!
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| He knows more than most folks do
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| But he don’t talk unless you ask him to
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| When the winter comes and the wind blows mean
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| Shoestring hops that southbound train
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| Rides it down below that Florida line
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| But he’s layin' low and pickin' fruit
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| Sleepin' in his worn out shoes
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| But he’ll always come back come summertime
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| And the folks say
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| Shoestring you ain’t got no money!
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| Shoestring ya can’t hang around here!
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| Shoestring ya got your hat on back’rds!
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| He knows more than most folks do
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| But he don’t talk unless you ask him to
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| Last time I looked and found him gone
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| Folks said he’s in an old folks home
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| Shoestring done retired on Uncle Sam
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| He’s livin' it up in his private room
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| Playin' checkers and eatin' prunes
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| Shoestring ain’t no ordinary man
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| Still the people say
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| Shoestring you ain’t got no money!
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| Shoestring ya can’t hang around here!
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| Shoestring ya got your hat on back’rds!
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| He knows more than most folks do
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| But he don’t talk unless you ask him to
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| Shoestring you ain’t got no money!
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| Shoestring ya can’t hang around here!
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| Shoestring ya got your hat on back’rds!
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| He knows more than most folks do
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| But he don’t talk unless you ask him to |