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Cracker Gentleman S Blues

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think it's time I got me a dog To be my little pal, I think it's time I got me a dog Last one I had got hit by a car Kept right on going and I took it real hard Now it's

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C-g-c-g E-d-g So we were standing, like the last rock band on the planet Of vapor trails and alpine skies It's all green fields, yellow flowers, and brown liquor Oh brown liquor Bug's

don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed

D-b-a-g E-g D-e-g-d Well we went to the station They were looking for vegas But I was stuck in my beat phase Like it was 1959 They say the girls wanna

us from our poisonous Slumbering and stuttering So start and stop the fall ? coarse masses? down the hall We'll blow you through the door Into a million bits We'll reassemble it That's

on the golden days of summer Robbed from pharoah's ancient tombs And the silver hours, they are mashed and sour My sweet darling, where have you gone? Break Past the dead and awkward factory Anthracite grey on cobblestone And the sooted flowers, on gentleman's

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