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Is your jewelry still lost in the
Out on the coast, or rushed the brine
You your rings on the shoreline
So you wouldn't lose them, in the shallows

A plastic shovel soft children far from home
On vacation not your very own

And the Howdy lit, upon my shoulder
And he left me with sulfur, and full of headaches
I fell in with snakes, in the ranks of strangers
Please send me yellow birds for the dim interior

Will my pony recognize my voice in
Will he still be or do they go by smell?
you promise me not to rest me out at sea?
But on a river boat that's rickety

I'll never my pony along the rolling swells
A muddy river or a lake would do me
With hints of sundowns and muted thunderstorms
A sunken barge's horns with the cold rusty