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He never funked and he never lied
I reckon he never knowed how.

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The people will come to their own at last,—
God is not mocked forever.

You may rezoloot till the cows come home.

A sentinel angel sitting high in glory
Heard this shrill wail ring out from Purgatory:
"Have mercy, mighty angel, hear my story!"

I think that saving a little child
And bringing him to his own,
Is a derned sight better business
Than loafing around the throne.

At my door the Pale Horse stands
To carry me to unknown lands.

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