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Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, I'd 'a jumped from my tree
And I'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?

And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

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When Martin Haerle passed away in 1990, his son David Haerle stepped in to run the label, and created the “Pickin’ On” series, which consists of bluegrass tributes to rock, pop and country artists including Jimmy Buffett, Kenny Chesney, and Led Zeppelin. The first title in the series was Pickin' On The Beatles (1994), but it wasn't until three years later that the concept took off with the success of Pickin' On The Grateful Dead. [1]

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