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Oct 2016
By: David W. Clare

Country Hicks are my kinda folk
Getting drunk, we likes to joke
Moonshine an' whiskey, outlawedΒ still?
Jack and Jill, kissed up the hill...

Shotgun weddin', down by the lake
Women folk rustling, baba queing up some steak
Pork spare ribs and a catfish bake...

Huckleberry cousins can't read nor write!
Uncle Gus, gettin' drunk, he likes to fight all night!

Here come more kin, from way down south
Riding a horse, wild dogs a barking, foamin' at the mouth...

Shotgun Weddin' wavin' bye bye, all stood 'round, broke down and cry...

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Inspired by my fondness of Rockin' Country Music...I write each day for hours on end... no girl friend helps a lot!
PS I do not drink or drug I'm 100% clean zero habit into organic Asian health here in Thailand, SE Asia... DaVe
David W Clare
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David W Clare  Petaluma, USA
(Petaluma, USA)   
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