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Oh, Pappy left a chair like he's still sittin' there |
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Once I almost saw him make his move |
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Brave Indian who never changes his mood |
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In a painting on the wall right there |
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Oh, how long 'til the morning wakes |
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Oh, how long 'til the medicine takes |
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Oh, Sally buffalo in the apartment just below |
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Just a bein' without a care |
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Oh, children from my brood they come and bring me food |
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Maybe open up a window for air |
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Oh, just now I smell the cornbread bake |
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Oh, now, now, now I feel the medicine take |
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Just like home |
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Where the stray dogs go through it all |
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Still right here, still just here, |
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Brave little friend |
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Well, we got a party goin' on many spirits strong |
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Ain't preacher just a happy to meet ya |
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Half a bottle 'neath the bed keep our spirits fed |
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My hat's off to you, to you and you |
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And now our brave friends, too, dancing circles through the room |
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And a broom and a radio and a twistin out a dos-e-do |
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Brand new day, the whole world's goin' |
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Whole room's goin' so |
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Just now, don't hesitate (hesitate) |
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Oh, taste the morning break (morning break) |
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Sweet, sweet, young honeycomb (honeycomb) |
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On, now, now, now just like home (just like home) |
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Oh, just like, just like home |
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Where the stray dogs go |
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Oh, oh, rest my bones |
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Like a fresh skipped stone to it all |
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Still just here, still right here, |
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Still just here, brave, brave friend |
