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She sat on a hillside *secondary music link : left-click here if you can't see the control box above. She sat on a hillside and strummed her
guitar, He sat down beside her and smoked his
cigar... They were to be married but somehow she died... He went to her funeral but just for the ride... He went to her grave site and laughed 'til he cried... The grave stone fell over and squish-squash he died... She went up to heaven and flittered and flied... He went to the other place and sizzled and fried... The moral of this song is: don't tell a lie...
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