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Sometimes keeping your tongue straight is hard when what you got to say is plain simple and from the heart; not always easy mustering words that feel the abyss of living the way fingers know the touch of life from the skin of death. I figure one way might’n be shoot’n the tin can right off the fence and talkin’ all funny; another would be jus’ to sit there, elbow on knee, and thinkin’ some until the sun sets down. Can git up in the morning an keep sittin there; sumfin bound to happen fore or later. I don’t want to preach just wanna say whats I gotsa say. Get a load off these bent shoulders so I can git myself some rest. What I gots on my mind even yer dog an’ cat oughta git. Why, when we all get yonder down that there road we all gonna get it any how so might us well start talkin’ bout it now ‘fore its too late. I ain’t invitin’ no one to no roast supper; ain’t telling nobody what t’do. I ain’t bent on raising no hell nor got my mind on kickin’ up no dust. I’m just try’n t’ say that there’s sum plain decency out there gone missin’ an I think us folks oughta start standin’ up for what’s right fro’ wrong. Ain’t talkin’ bout the rules either; jus talkin’ bout the basic boot straps of how we all’s goin’ bout our business like nobody else matters. That ain’t doin’ nobody no good no more, maybe we oughta stop ’n learn take care of eachotha. Sure not the fashion t’do that kind of thing these days but I reckon’ somebody gotta begin. So when ya see some feller walkin’ down the street carry’n a heavy load give’im a hand an’ a shoulder to lean on ‘cus he’s your brother. An’ when y’all see some ol’ lady too proud to bother no one with nothin’ you just get right down there an’ press yer ear up’n to her soul an’ listen good ‘cus she might got sumfin’ to tell ya ‘bout livin’ an’ how to treat folks like they be yer own kin. Never hurt nobody jus’ t’stop an’ think a bit; sort out the important words from what ain’t important. We all gonna perish one day, best to learn how’t do it right; ain’t hard when ya think ‘bout it, git it?

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Sometimes keeping your tongue straight is hard when what you got to say is plain simple and from the heart; not always easy mustering words that feel the abyss of living the way fingers know the touch of life from the skin of death. I figure one way might’n be shoot’n the tin can right off the fence and talkin’ all funny; another would be jus’ to sit there, elbow on knee, and thinkin’ some until the sun sets down. Can git up in the morning an keep sittin there; sumfin bound to happen fore or later. I don’t want to preach just wanna say whats I gotsa say. Get a load off these bent shoulders so I can git myself some rest. What I gots on my mind even yer dog an’ cat oughta git. Why, when we all get yonder down that there road we all gonna get it any how so might us well start talkin’ bout it now ‘fore its too late. I ain’t invitin’ no one to no roast supper; ain’t telling nobody what t’do. I ain’t bent on raising no hell nor got my mind on kickin’ up no dust. I’m just try’n t’ say that there’s sum plain decency out there gone missin’ an I think us folks oughta start standin’ up for what’s right fro’ wrong. Ain’t talkin’ bout the rules either; jus talkin’ bout the basic boot straps of how we all’s goin’ bout our business like nobody else matters. That ain’t doin’ nobody no good no more, maybe we oughta stop ’n learn take care of eachotha. Sure not the fashion t’do that kind of thing these days but I reckon’ somebody gotta begin. So when ya see some feller walkin’ down the street carry’n a heavy load give’im a hand an’ a shoulder to lean on ‘cus he’s your brother. An’ when y’all see some ol’ lady too proud to bother no one with nothin’ you just get right down there an’ press yer ear up’n to her soul an’ listen good ‘cus she might got sumfin’ to tell ya ‘bout livin’ an’ how to treat folks like they be yer own kin. Never hurt nobody jus’ t’stop an’ think a bit; sort out the important words from what ain’t important. We all gonna perish one day, best to learn how’t do it right; ain’t hard when ya think ‘bout it, git it?