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| Grandaddy Miscellaneous Hewlett's Daughter Hewlett's daughter, Loved her father, And I think she loved me too, For a little while. Hewlett's daughter, I forgot her, Now I'm treating water And waste at night. High above the wrecks On ice shelves and glaciers. I spy below the mess And measure the pressure Where sofas float on roads And somebody stole your guns, Well sir I'm the only one To get back your stolen guns I should have been your son. High above the wrecks On ice shelves and dressers. With crash united sewn On all of my dress shirts They firefell the roads, And somebody stole your guns, Well sir I'm the only one To get back your stolen guns I should have been your son. |
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