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    And he was right to do so.

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    You’re still my favorite girlfriend
    Alice Long
    And I don’t forget about you
    When you’re gone

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    If there’s a man who is down and needs a helpin’ hand
    All it takes is you to understand and to pull him through
    Seems to me we got to solve it individually
    And I’ll do unto you what you do to me

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    If you hear the song I sing
    You will understand (listen!)
    You hold the key to love and fear
    All in your trembling hand
    Just one key unlocks them both
    It’s there at your command

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    I went back to the house, I was feeling so blue
    (Great big idol with the golden head)
    I said, tell me idol, what am I gonna do?
    (Great big idol with the golden head)

    And we would be right to do so.

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    Her body was mangled and all cast around
    Blood marks the spot where poor Ellen was found.

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    You’ve got to prime the pump, you must have faith and believe
    You’ve got to give of yourself ‘fore you’re worthy to receive

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    And I don’t give a damn about a greenback dollar

    Even the best of the best from the glory days didn’t bat 100% and those who rarely comment now shouldn’t complain about those who are still trying to follow the old rules. I would hate to lose one of the Finest Kind of commenters that are left. Be well, and soon be back, we’ll keep a light on for you.

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    Black water Hattie lived back in the swamp
    Where the strange green reptiles crawl
    Snakes hang thick from the cypress trees
    Like sausage on a smokehouse wall
    Where the swamp is alive with a thousand eyes
    An’ all of them watching you
    Stay off the track to Hattie’s Shack in the back of the Black Bayou.

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    Jim Stafford has a weirdness that fits well with Halloween:

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    It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
    You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
    And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
    “C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell.

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    It never rains in California
    But girl don’t they warn ya, it pours, man it pours.