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Sep 2019
There's a knocking . . .
who be knocking at my door ?

Lipstick on your collar
Now who be there hollering at my door ?

You know it was never
Did I ever learn to tether
the latch pon the door

In stepped this feller
and I ain't seen the likes of him ever . . .
so it goes

Yes ! It's all about the woes
They say you never know
It comes down to the throes
Doubled cross as before
all I can say . . . so it goes

you know deep down in your toes . . .
so it goes

If mankind is the seed
the open grave of needs
I'll be raising weeds . . .
so it goes . . .
yeah , so it goes
South by Southwest
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South by Southwest  Trussville , Alabama
(Trussville , Alabama)   
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