Going Down
When Doc Johnson and his boy Jimmy,
Crossed the old bridge it started to squeak
Half way across,the bridge gave out
They fell forty foot down to a creek!
They sure were not expecting that.
When someone took them back to town,
Doc said, "We didn't really get hurt,"
"But it was a hell of a ride going down!"
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