deuslex

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I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name, just hillbilly My grandpa taught me how to live off the land And his taught him to be a businessman He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights And I'd send him some homemade wine But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife For 43 dollars my friend lost his life I'd love to spit some beech nut in that dude's eyes And shoot him with my old .45 'Cause a country boy can survive Country folks can survive

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