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Oh ain’t she sweet,
Well see her walking down that street. Yes i ask you very confidentially: Ain’t she sweet? Oh ain’t she nice, Just cast an eye Oh i repeat Oh ain’t she sweet, Oh ain’t that nice, Just cast an eye Oh i repeat Oh ain’t she sweet, |
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Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar. You’re gonna go far, fly high,
You’re never gonna die, you’re gonna make it if you try;they’re gonna love you. Well I’ve always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely. The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think. Oh by the way, which one’s Pink? And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. We’re just knocked out. We heard about the sell out. You gotta get an album out, You owe it to the people. We’re so happy we can hardly count. Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart? It’s a helluva start, it could be made into a monster if we all pull together as a team. And did we tell you the name of the game, boy, we call it Riding the Gravy Train. |
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Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland I miss alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes Well I heard mister young sing about her Sweet home alabama In birmingham they love the governor Sweet home alabama Now muscle shoals has got the swampers Sweet home alabama Sweet home alabama |
