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Samson was a comfortable racehorse |
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Samson was an easy ride |
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Samson was born to be a racehorse |
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Samson gave us a pony and died |
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And one day Samson he kicked to the left |
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Samson he kicked to the right |
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Samson he kicked out the door |
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Samson he kicked out his light |
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He was a thoroughbred |
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Who knew his time had come |
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So when the boy pulled the trigger he was ready to go |
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Here come Delila |
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She was screaming at the sun |
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But it's alright |
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He said it's alright with him |
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It's alright, it was alright with him |
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Delila, fell in love in the summertime |
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But Samson had too much pride |
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So she loved him |
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From a distance |
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She called him black electra-glide |
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And one day Samson, he turned to the left |
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Samson he turned to the right |
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Something was moving through the grass |
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Something spooky and tight |
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It was a rattlesnake striking out from the bushes |
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And Samson was a hero only just in time |
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Said Delila |
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I want to be with you forever |
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If it's alright |
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And it was alright with him |
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And it was alright |
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It was alright with him |
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They called him Samson |
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Because his mane was long |
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And he was carved out of muscle |
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He was big and strong |
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We'll build a statue |
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So he can be with us always |
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And it's alright |
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I know it's alright with him |
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It's alright |
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I know it's alright with him |
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Samson grew old in the winter |
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But Samson still lived for the racing days |
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But there were rumors |
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Flying round the racetrack |
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They were putting him out to graze |
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So one day Samson he kicked to the left |
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Samson he kicked to the right |
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Samson wouldn't wait for the doctor |
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Samson couldn't live through the night |
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He was a thoroughbred |
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Who knew his time had come |
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And a bullet would be quicker than a broken heart |
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And Delila, she was carrying his son |
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So it's alright |
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It was alright with him |
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I know it's alright |
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It's alright with him |
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He said it's alright |
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It's alright with him |
