Charlie Robison - Indianola
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DMy little brotGher was jDust ten yearsG old
WDhen we hit badG weather and Dhid in the Ghole
WDe could see TeGxas wasD only a milGe
ADnd oh, little broGther, I rDemember your smGile
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MDy dad built a sawGmill of cyDpreses and sGtone
IDt was here on MadGena thatD we made our hGome
TDhe year 185G0 and ID sent for my girGl
DOh Frauline, come Gmeet me in Dthis brand new woGrld
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DThe war they call Gcivil hadD barely bGegun
MDe and my cousGins deDcided we'd ruGn
UDp through LouiGsianan to Dmeet up with GGrant
BuDt one hundred damn rGebels shot us tDhere in the Gsand
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TDhey said up in NeGw York, the sDtock market Gfell
ADnd the life they was lGivin' was sDhot all to hGell
BuDt we ain't seen Gnothin' no difDferent than dGust
SDept the wheels on the wGagon all coveDred with ruGst
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WDhen that scrape with old GHitler was oDver and Gdone
AnDd I wondered if GI could killD kin with myG gun
BuDt we sat there in GParis in a Dlittle caGfe
ADnd as they toasted GTruman, ID drifted aGway
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BDut it's fifty yeGars later and Dnobody careGs
AbDout some old cGity that Dain't even tGhere
WDell, my sons moved to GHouston, And they Dwork in the GGulf
WDith seven days oGn and Dseven days Goff
DWell I work for the Gdoctor that bouDght our old rGanch
FrDom first quality fedeGral the foDreclosures brGanch
DAnd he calls me hGillbilly and heD laughs at my Ghair
BDut the cancer willG get him ifD anything's faGir
AnDd I'll take his aGshes and thDrow from my bGoat
AsD acrossed that oGcean I'mD going to flGoat
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