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Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot

Ye Tale Of Brave Sir Moppalot

 

I wasn’t quite there yet

So this story is told second hand

Of the bravest and noblest knight

To ever gallop over this land

 

He was sitting quietly at home

When a neighbour just down the street

Knocked on the castle door

To advise him to get on his feet

 

A princess in need of his help

Had called out his name in the night

Be...

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C90

C90

 

Imagine

Carrying around two vinyl records

In a plastic case just four inch long

And half an inch wide

How good would that be?

 

Sitting

at a hi-tech record player

that lets you copy the sounds you hear

and with the subtle use of ‘PAUSE’

transfer onto a compilation tape.

 

Saturdays

Moving from format to format

The highlights of a dozen albums

...

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Down At The End Of Lonely Street

Down At The End Of Lonely Street

 

Sat in the Tupelo hardware store

Waiting for a buyer to arrive

A price tag hanging from my neck

Six dollars ninety five

When a woman and a scrawny kid

Come through the big glass door

Her name is Gladys the proprietor says

And they both look run down poor

 

It’s January nineteen forty six

Close to his birthday I’m told

He com...

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