| I travel around this country
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| For sure it’s shine and short
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| He really make me wander
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| The things I heard in song
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| I saw the way you manner
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| But now it’s inside and alone
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| I heard the option hammer
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| But just to kncok in down the whole
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| But the banks are made of marble
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| Lay a dog on every door
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| And the box are stuck with silver
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| That the fisherman has sweat it more
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| I saw a fishering standing
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| So way live by the shore
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| I heard hios boss is Sam
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| Ain’t got no work for you no more
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| But the banks are made of marble
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| With a a dog on every door
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| And the box are stuck with silver
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| That the fisherman has sweat it more
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| I saw the where you manner
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| The smugging could is running back
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| I heard his chill and crying
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| Ain’t got no could to vipe a cheff
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| But the banks are made of marble
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| With a guard at every door
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| And the box are stuck with silver
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| That the fisherman has sweat it more
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| O see my people wotking
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| Though all this tighty land
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| I swear will get together
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| And together make a stand
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| But the banks are made of marble
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| With a a dog on every door
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| And we will share those box with silver
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| That we has sweated for |