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Uncle Lem |
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Ladies of the Garden Club say his home is just a disgrace to the town |
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If the mayor wants re-elected he'd better pass some laws and tear it down |
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They wanna' cover it with flowers, maybe even plant some Dogwood trees. |
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I guess that they've forgotten, when we were kids, what that place used to be. |
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I know it's just a shanty now but Lord that place was built with human tears |
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For it's the home of Uncle Lem who was born and raised and lived there ninety years |
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There's not a boy in this ole' town that had'nt stopped for water at his well. |
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Or sat on his porch in the evenin' and listened to the stories that he'd tell. |
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His hair was the color of cottonfields and his skin was old and brown |
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And he was born in that rundown shack before there was a town |
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He bought that shack and piece of earth for the highest price you'd pay |
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His Mom was bought and sold there, Uncle Lem was born a slave. |
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The mayor and some ladies of the Garden Club went out to that old shack |
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to tell Uncle Lem that he'd have to find another place to live. But they found him there |
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in that old broken down rockin' chair and on an old brown paper sack thay found his will. |
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Now I wanna leave my old shotgun to the fine mayor of this town for I remember when |
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he was just a little fella' he used to follow me around. Lord, I wish I had more to |
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leave to my friends that I love, but, Lord, all I've got's this old shack and piece of earth |
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and I want it to go to the ladies of the Garden Club. |
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His hair was the color of cottonfields and his skin was old and brown |
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And he was born in that rundown shack before there was a town |
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He bought that shack and piece of earth for the highest price you'd pay |
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His Mom was bought and sold there, Uncle Lem was born a slave. |
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His Mom was bought and sold there, Uncle Lem was born a slave. |
