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Into the woods with a pack and a blade |
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A cigar box medkit, retractable spade |
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Flint and steel |
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Pine needle bed |
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There ain't nothig like the woods |
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To clear your head |
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I got a real nice piece |
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With a handle of bone |
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A good friend to have |
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When you're out on you're own |
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But you don't miss twice... |
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When you're shavin' with a knife |
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Coarse grain sandpaper on my face |
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Felt my neck and reached for my blade |
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Thought I'd try my hand at the barber's trade |
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When you've got a knife, you've got it made |
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Bathing in the river, it ain't half bad |
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Ya get a cool drink while you're takin' a bath |
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Stick your blade in the water and there's you lather, yeah |
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But you don't miss twice... |
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When you're shavin' with a knife |
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Stubble's comin' in strong |
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Scratch your soft skin raw |
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Like a mean mutt |
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With a razor maw |
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Swipe along my neck |
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And against my jaw, mmm hmm |
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Blood's just blood |
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No need to fuss |
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Or get your shorts in a bunch |
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And cuss and cuss |
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Still you don't miss twice... |
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When you're shavin' with a knife |
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But you don't miss twice... |
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When you're shavin' |
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When you're shavin' |
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When you're shavin' with a knife |
