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D.W. Washburn, I heard a sweet voice say |
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D.W. Washburn, this is your lucky day |
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A hot bowl of soup is waitin' |
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A hot bowl of soup and a shave |
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D.W. Washburn, we picked you to say |
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Can't you hear the bugle call? |
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Can't you hear the bells? |
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Even you can be reborn, you naughty n'er do well |
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If you don't get out of that gutter |
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Before the next big rain |
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D.W. Washburn, you're gonna |
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Wash right down the drain |
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Up, up, come on get up, get up off your street |
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If you can only make it from your hands to your knees |
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I know you can make it to your feet |
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D.W. Washburn, I said to myself |
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D.W. Washburn, why don't you go |
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Save somebody else? |
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Well, I got no job to go to |
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I don't work and I don't get paid |
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I got a bottle of wine, I'm feelin' fine |
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And I believe I got it made |
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I'd like to thank all you good people |
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For comin' to my aid |
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But I'm D.W. Washburn |
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I do believe I got it made |
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I do believe I got it made |
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Don't need nobody |
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I do believe I got it made |
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I do believe I got it made |
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One more time |
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I do do do do do believe that got it made |
