| Look over yonders wall and hand me down my walking cane
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| Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man
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| I’m in love with you pretty baby, you don’t treat me right
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| You take all my money and walk the streets at night
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| Look over yonders wall, ah, hand me down my walking cane
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| Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man
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| Your man went to the wall
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| I know that he was rough
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| I don’t know how many men he killed
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| I know he killed enough
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| Look over yonders wall and hand me down my walking cane
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| Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man |