You could point a shootin iron at my head,,,,,,,, I still wouldn't go to
Myanmar, Burma,,, or whatever they call that screwed up ''place''.

Sometimes (I gggoooooo downnnnnn to old China Townnnnnnnn,,,,,,) I think
about moving to one of those little Isles off the wild and wooley West
Coast of Ireland, or Scotland.

I am going back to the Wagon, folks,,,, there Boots are killing me!
cuhulin
................................................Ma rdis Graw in N'Awlins
is nowwwwww officially over.Untill next year.
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