It's all down hill from here
Sonny Boy
Get that whoopin
go on home now
Go cry yourself to sleep
Little Crawdad
And you be damned
to Hell
You know it's all sunshine baby
Where you get that poison?
How you get them lesions?
Get on that porch
Little Crawdad
where you belong.
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