I'm just a frog on a log
Eating bugs in this bog
The swamp life ain't pretty
But it's true
Water everywhere
Logs for my chair
Swamp life ain't pretty
Brut it's true
I sit in this land
With my banjo in hand
Singing the Swampy time blues
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Prace
Peace to you Peace toe Peace to the one living on the street Peace to the working Peace to those unable Peace to to everyone who helps pu...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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