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A one man band on a one night stand
As a one man band should be
The cried for more, he replied why sure
And he played one just for free
The sounds he laid down. the songs he played
Made the ladies all come to call
He was born in the back of a seminole bus
On the road to niagra falls
I’d do it again, I’d do it again
I’d do it again
The one man band philosophical man
Didn’t lie when he said to us
I seen the high rollers come and go
It’s the holy rollers I trust
The man said then he was sixteen when
He retired from the county school
A wee bit thin with a will to begin
He was known to be know man’s fool
I’d do it again, I’d do it again
I’d do it again
The one man band was a mighty good man
Cause he played ’til the break of dawn
He ups and downs about four more rounds
And he stayed ’til the crowd went home
It seemed to me like he never could be
Like anything I’d ever seen before
When he stepped from the stage with his ax in his hand
And he run through the backstage door
I’d do it again, I’d do it again
I’d do it again
A one man band on a one night stand
As a one man band should be
They cried for more, he replied why sure
And he played one just for free
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