Tattoos in Mayberry - High Hats And River Rats

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Hardtack and whiskey,
gone whistlin Dixie,
on Cold River Run Way.
Skatland fiddlin,
spindle cut kindlin,
flaylin 'n' a bailin hay.
High hats and river rats,
mix' it up like stray cats.
Foldin' their cards,
when they ought to pick, them up to play.
Misters been mistressin, everybody's whisperin,
how the rich rout bold knights
by seizing their days.
Sippin on bourbon,
it's goin' high-rise suburban,
on old riverfront clay.
When I look high up in the sky,
,no good reasons come back why.
So brother, you can keep your change,
I'm rollin' back to the range,
with my hardtack 'n' whiskey,
long gone,whistlin Dixie,
all dipsey doo dog day.

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Buddy Bee Anthony

Re-Edited 01/25/2024 @ 6:58 PM Pacific Standard Tim

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