.Somewhere in the cradle of the deep south
Magnolias sway in the breeze
To the lonesome sound of a Red Boned Hound,
Howlin' at the moon and the trees.
There's a sad eyed boy, with his guitar,
Cuttin' his teeth on the blues.
Wishin' on a falling star, at 127 Rose Avenue
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