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Remembrance
DAT
2015
I woke up one morning, felt so bad
My head was aching and my lady was mad,
get up
She said who´s tight pants in the color red
Did I stumble across this morning in my featherbed
get up
«I will dive into a wishing well and hide»
Well they´re not mine, I can assure you that
It all dawned on me as I put on my hat
From underneath her skirt she pulled a gun
Saying son of dirt you´d better run
«I will dive into a wishing well and hide»
Now I´m walking down the streets happy as a bum
I am trading my deeds in a bottle of rum
I ain´t seen a dollar or a dime
as I vent my spleen in this blues of mine
«I will dive into a wishing well and hide»
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