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[Verse 1]
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There was a story in the San Francisco Chronicle that of course I forgot to save
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but it was about a lady who lived in the 'good old days'. When a century was born
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and a century had died and about these 'good old days', the old lady replied.
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"Why they were just a lot of people doing the best they could". "Just a lot of people doing
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the best they could" and then the lady said that they did it, "pretty up and walking good".
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What ever happened to those faces in the old photographs? I mean, the little boys. Boys?
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Hell, they were men who stood knee deep in the Johnstown mud in the time of that terrible flood and they
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listened to the water, that awful noise and then they put away the dreams that belonged to little boys.
[Chorus]
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And the sun is going down for Mister Bouie
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as he's singing with his class of nineteen-two.
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Oh, mother country, I do love you.
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Oh, mother country, I do love you.
[Verse 2]
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I knew a man named E.A. Stuart, spelled S.T.U.A.R.T and he owned some of the finest horses
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that I think I've ever seen. And he had one favorite, a champion, the old Campaigner
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and he called her "Sweetheart On Parade". And she was easily the finest horse
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that the good Lord ever made but old E.A. Stuart, he was going blind and he said
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"Before I go, I gotta drive her one more time".
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So people came from miles around and they stood around the ring but no one said a word,
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you know, no one said a thing and here they come, E.A. Stuart in the wagon right behind
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sitting straight and proud and he's driving her stone blind and would you look at her.
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Oh, she never looked finer or went better than today, it's E.A. Stuart and the old Campaigner,
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"Sweetheart On Parade". And the people cheered. Why I even saw a grown man break right down and cry
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and you know it was just a little while later that old E.A. Stuart died.
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And the sun it is going down for Mister Bouie
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as he's singing with his class of nineteen-two.
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Oh, mother country, I do love you.
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Oh, mother country, I do love you.
