| Early in the evenin', just about suppertime, |
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Over by the courthouse, they're starting to unwind, |
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Four kids on the corner, trying to bring you up, |
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Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. |
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Down on the Ccorner, out in the street, |
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Willy and the Poorboys are playin', |
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Bring a nickel, tap your feet. |
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Rooster hits the washboard, and people just gotta smile, |
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Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for awhile, |
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Poorpoy twangs the rhythm out on his Kalamazoo, |
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And Willy goes in to a dance and doubles on Kazoo. |
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You don't need a penny just to hang around, |
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But if you got a nickel won't you lay your money down. |
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Over on the corner, there's a happy noise, |
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People come from all around to watch the magic boys. |
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