Looking in the Mirror
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"This old porch is like a big old red and white Hereford (Daddy always called then Whiteface. BT) bull, standin under the mesqiute tree, I don't know how he does it, he just keeps on playin' hide and seek with that hot August sun, just a sweatin' and a pantin' cause his work is never done."
"And remembering the falling down, and the laughter, of the curse of luck, from all those sons of bitchs who said we'd never get back up."
What a great story of a rural America.
Great song.
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