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Old Time Ringer - Keith Jamieson
Written by:Keith Jamieson
I am an old time ringer in all day tone tonight
Not a givchy tree or a paddle campaign sites
Just fancy swan firstly faded wands
With thorns of middle trees and down the holes
I'm an old time ringer in all day
Tone tonight
Not a saddle bang or old port part in sites
This the country jungle through my window pain
No windmills made inside of the old old train
I'm an old time ringer in all day tone tonight
No bucket holy saddles hidden sites
Knows goovey with surrounded with those fruits
No goose exposed are raken from the ships
I'm am old time ringer in all day tone tonight
I move the caddilack before day lights
From a master can't find the picture in my mind
From the holster and hubble days I left behind
I'm an old time ringer in all day tone tonight
As day light fades out all light at the caddilack
And I look my memory right through out the night
Until a noise and fews they cover at day light
I'm am old time ringer in all day tone tonight
Not a givchy tree or caddle campaign sites
Just fancy swans fristly faded wand
With thorns of middle trees and then
The holes
With thorns of middle trees and then
The holes