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Guess Who So Long Bannatyne

F I D D L I N spells fiddlin' D R I N K I N spells drinkin' I'll tell you something you might not know You can't go fiddlin' without your bow F I D D

It's been thirty-one years since we've had a grey day Puffy white clouds reflecting city lights may 'Cause my friends to run away Gun metal grey is the

One divided in two directions Situation needs reflection, yeah Close your eyes You followed everyone's instruction Never once you asked the question why

to see And you still refuse to see We love the dollar more than the collar That Daddy used to wear We love to holler more than the dollar So take us

?t had a rotten father She might have played the right hunch If she hadn?t been so narrow-minded She might have had a whole bunch If she hadn?t been so

don?t wanna think about a cold goodbye Or a high school buddy got a little too high I can?t help him out this morning Reviewers laugh at me, so I go