.I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth
Who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip
And I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes but I play anything by ear>
I made up tunes on the sounds that I used to hear>
I'd start to play, folks used to say
Sounds a l.
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