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    Teacher used to warn him, long, long ago Son, you're playin a losing game and your you're gonna lose again. He rambled till the butcher cut him down his feet was in the market, his head was in the street Lady pass him by, said "look at the market meat" he slipped into the cat house, made love to the stable Madam caught him cold, said "I'll pay you when I be able" Six months had passed and she stood all she

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    Teacher used to warn him, long, long ago Son, you're playin a losing game and your you're gonna lose again. He rambled till the butcher cut him down his feet was in the market, his head was in the street Lady pass him by, said "look at the market meat" he slipped into the cat house, made love to the stable Madam caught him cold, said "I'll pay you when I be able" Six months had passed and she stood all she

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    Didn't He Ramble

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    Mark Flory
    Teacher used to warn him, long, long ago Son, you're playin a losing game and your you're gonna lose again. He rambled till the butcher cut him down his feet was in the market, his head was in the street Lady pass him by, said "look at the market meat" he slipped into the cat house, made love to the stable Madam caught him cold, said "I'll pay you when I be able" Six months had passed and she stood all she

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    Didnt He Ramble Teacher used to warn him, long, long time ago Son, you're playin a losing game

    and your you're gonna lose again When you play, you've got to pay, and you've got to pay some day And when you do, the groundhogs gonna be shakin' your hand ... Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble Rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut him down His feet was in the market, his head was in the street Lady pass him by, said "look at the market meat" He grabbed her pocket book and said I wish you well She pulled out a 32 and said, "I'll see you first in hell!" Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble Rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut him down He slipped into the cat house, made love to the stable Madam caught him cold, said "I'll pay you when I be able" Six months had passed and she stood all she could stand She said when I'm through with you, "the groundhog gonna shake your hand" And he rambled, didn't he ramble Rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut him down

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