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Apr 2017
Walking down the road one day.when i was joined by a man
He was wearing a cowboy hat and caring a old guitar.
He did say anything just smiled.
As we walked i could hear him start to sing.
The first song was i saw the light.Then he sang I'm so lonesome I could cry.
A short smile as he walked away.
I heard him say by the way my name is Hank
Then he was gone from sight.
Right the I knew who he was.
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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