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Look over yonders wall and hand me down my walking cane |
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Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man |
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I'm in love with you pretty baby, you don't treat me right, |
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You take all my money and walk the streets at night |
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Look over yonders wall, ah, hand me down my walking cane |
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Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man |
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Your man went to the wall, |
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I know that he was rough |
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I don't know how many men he killed, |
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I know he killed enough |
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Look over yonders wall and hand me down my walking cane |
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Well, I got myself a woman, yonder come your man |
