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DOC PIERCE'S WAY
Speakin' of Doc Pierce's way,
I've often heerd that old duck say
He'd rather be hisself than all
The millyunaires that he could call
To mind. 'Cause money made or stole or lent,
Don't never bring no man content.
Doc says he'd rather be a-settm* back A-smokin' in his Black Hills shack An' visitin' with his friends than be The big High Squeeze of In-die-ee.
"This thing of cuttin' so much ice,
An' bein' proud, stuck-up an* nice,"
Says Doc, "don't get no game with me;
I simply truly want to be
Myself an' face the music to the end—
An' never be without a friend."
Doc's great on friendship, that I know, He laughs at every joke I show To him, as if the thing I told Was not so dog-goned stale an' old 'Twould make the spirit of sweet mirth Go chase itself from off the earth. |
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