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Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob (boy soprano, trumpet)
vai (guitar)
Tommy (keyboards)
Arthur (bass)
Ed (percussion)
David ocker (clarinet, clarinet)
sherwood (tenor saxophone, vocals)
Denny (slide guitar, vocals)
David (drums)
Craig (harmonica)
carl black (vocals)
Ahmet (vocals)
Moon (vocals)

the ol' lady from the society pages
From a small town I used to be
You owned the paper and a bunch of stuff
didn't appeal to me

Ol' ol'lady
Ol' lady
Ol' ol'lady
Ol' lady

The hostpital plans (yer drew 'em all)
You ran the paper 'n charity
Every day on the third or fourth
There you was..you was quite the

you was all kinda cheap 'n wrong
Just like in a lotta towns
folks like you
Hang around too
And pass out to yer relatives 'n such
So you all keeps a lot, 'n nobody
Ever too much...to speak of...
So what can you say?

So as the trash gets picked up
So long as the gets locked up
Just so the trash don't up
day you won't be on page three
Or four anymore

Ol' lady
Ol' ol'lady
Ol' lady
Ol' ol'lady

By the of God you had a son
the one and only one
He up and by and by
He came to be a guy