.Gold teeth, slight of hand
Steal away to a northern town
There upon a wishing well
A fathers son, a mother's hell
Those were the cards for me
Those were the cards for me, uh huh
We'll I learned it fast and I cut it clean
Turned like a cog in a vast mach.
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