| Sylvester went out on his lot, he looked at his mule
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| And he decided he send the President some news
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| Sylvester went out on his lot, and he looked at his mule
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| And he decided he send the President some news
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| Sylvester walked out across his field, begin to pray and moan
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| He cried, «Oh, lord, believe I’m gonna lose my home»
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| Sylvester walked out across his field, begin to pray and moan
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| He cried, «Oh, lord, believe I’m gonna lose my home»
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| (spoken: Play it, Dennis)
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| He thought about the President, he got on the wire
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| «If I lose my home, I believe I’ll die»
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| He thought about the President, he got on the wire
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| «If I lose my home, I believe I’ll die»
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| First time he called, he get him somebody else
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| «I don’t want to talk to that man, I want to speak to Mr. President Roosevelt
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| First time he called, he get him somebody else
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| «I don’t want to talk to that man, I want to speak to Mr. President Roosevelt
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| He said, «Now, Sylvester, you can rest at ease
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| Catch that big, black jackass and go to the field
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| He said, «Now, Sylvester, you can rest at ease
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| Catch that big, black jackass and go to the field |