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My used to tell me, "Boy, when I was just your age, I was a river pilot on a showboat called The Stage.
I'd hobnob with them southern belles and ev'ry roustabout. I'd listen to them paddle wheels and the leadsman shout!

Mark Twain, it's two fathoms deep below. Twain, heave the gang plank. Start the show.
Mark Twain, play those banjos as we go down the Mississippi, 'round the of Mexico.

There were gamblers, crooks and fakers and a minstrel man who'd dance. A singin' gal, Lamour, imported straight from France.
It was a floatin' palace, boy, showboat called The Stage, and granddad was the king of it when he was just my age."

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The calliope is quiet now. The rudder's thick with rust. The main deck and the paddle wheels are covered with dust.
But granddad's in his glory, still standin' on the bow. A 'round his pilot's cap and I can hear him now.

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