| Well, my friends, you’d never guess it, so I really must confess it
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| I just met the sweetest woman in my long and dismal life
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| But a friend of mine said «Buddy, just in case your mind is muddy
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| Don’t you know that girl you’re fooling with
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| Is old Peg-Leg Johnson’s wife
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| And old Peg-Leg's big and mean and tough and grim
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| Yeah, and he’ll brain you with his artificial limb»
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| But next morning, bright and early, I stole old Peg-Leg's girlie
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| And I also took his wooden leg just to play it safe
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| But there weren’t no time for laughter 'cause he started hopping after
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| Now I keep on running faster but he won’t give up the chase
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| So now I’m running 'cross the country with his bride
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| And I got his wooden leg right by my side
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| Now I’m a three-legged man with a two-legged woman
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| Being chased by a one-legged fool
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| Oh, he’s hoppin' and he’s floppin', but he shows no signs of stoppin'
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| I tell you, boys, this life is hard and cruel
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| 'Cross the deserts and the valleys, those ol' dark Chicago alleys
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| 'Cross that mighty Mississippi to the hills of Caroline
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| 'Cross the mountains of Montana through the swamps of Louisiana
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| Every time I look back, he’s just one leg behind
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| And I know he must be cold and wet and sick
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| But in spite of all his woes, he still can kick
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| Now I’m a three-legged man with a two-legged woman
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| Being chased by a one-legged fool
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| Oh, he’s hoppin' and he’s floppin', but he shows no signs of stoppin'
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| I tell you, boys, this life is hard and cruel
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| Now he’s ragged and he’s filthy, and I’m feeling kinda guilty
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| 'Specially in the evenings when I hear him plead and beg
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| He says, «In spite of all your stealing, friend, I bear you no hard feelings
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| You can keep the blamed old woman, just give me back my leg
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| 'Cause although that leg you meant to take was wooden
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| In the dark, by mistake, you took my good’un»
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| Now I’m a three-legged man with a two-legged woman
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| Being chased by a one-legged fool
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| Oh, he’s hoppin' and he’s floppin', but he shows no signs of stoppin'
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| I tell you, boys, this life is hard and cruel
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| Yes, I’m a three-legged man with a two-legged woman
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| Being chased by a one-legged fool
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| Oh, he’s hoppin' and he’s floppin', but he shows no signs of stoppin'
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| I tell you, boys, this life is hard and cruel |