Because all good things should come in threes. Still no "Subterranean Homesick Blues".
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| 1 | HowellT3 | 365 | 93 |
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| 2 | JonesRW | 364 | 81 |
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15 63 |
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15 75 |
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| 3 | KosmanJ | 352 | 68 |
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| 4 | ChernicoffS | 275 | 50 |
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| 4 | Starrr | 275 | 50 |
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| 6 | DoyleE | 192 | 31 |
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15 38 |
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15 25 |
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15 13 |
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15 13 |
| 7 | Shosin | 84 | 18 |
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| 8 | DouglasLovesVixey | 0 | 6 |
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You looked for work and money / And you walked a rugged mile / Your children are so hungry / That they don’t know how to smile
I was riding on the Mayflower / When I thought I spied some land
I been meek / And hard like an oak / I seen pretty people disappear like smoke / Friends will arrive, friends will disappear / If you want me, honey baby I’ll be here
He looked so immaculately frightful / As he bummed a cigarette / Then he went off sniffing drainpipes / And reciting the alphabet
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind / You could have done better but I don’t mind / You just kinda wasted my precious time
She brings me everything and more, and just like I said / Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed
I’m leavin’ today / I’ll be on my way / Of this I can’t say very much / But if you want me to / I can be just like you / An’ pretend that we never have touched
I see my light come shining / From the west unto the east / Any day now, any day now
A man in the corner approached me for a match / I knew right away he was not ordinary / He said, “Are you lookin’ for somethin’ easy to catch?” / I said, “I got no money.” He said, “That ain’t necessary”
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home / All your reindeer armies, are all going home / The lover who just walked out your door / Has taken all his blankets from the floor
He’s criticized and condemned for being alive / He’s not supposed to fight back, he’s supposed to have thick skin / He’s supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times / And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes / And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes / Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?