No TV to keep us occupied indoors,
No PC's or electronic gadgets galore.
But from early morn till after dark,
We'd invent our own kind of lark.
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When I die I want them to bury me
Somewhere out on the lone Prairie.
Where the prairie grass grows high in June
And the whipperwills sing a mournful tune.
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Diagnosis Murder's a right good TV show.
Ol'Doc Sloan's old but he ain't gittin' slow.
He gits on a case, he's like a blood hound pup,
He gits the scent 'n' he gits all fired up.
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