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The maEnager is waiting to be paid
Along AwitEh priests and deacons of his court
A quarAtermaster, quite a man, a mistress of the line
Has found a last cent avenue of Epain
A Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago
Making hungry people of us all
Along the Mississippi you can hear the fiddlers play
Fandangos and boleros to the lord
AMany times, Emany tried,
ASimple stories are the Ebest
AKeep in mind, Ethe wishful kind,
ADon't wanna be like all the Erest.
My uncle was a vicar in the big parade
Selling fountain pens that never write
San Sebastian gamblers never cheat nor lie
They know good fences make good neighbours
BI wish IA knew what time of year it was
BWhat kind of people will be Athere
BWhen gruesome tales of two Acities ran
A7Running all the Eway
Father might have heard his prayers were answered
Inhibitions all the way from home
Consider now, consider then before the deed is done
The blood of consolation runs so true
by: José Duarte
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