.He said:
Son my name is Boregard Rippy
I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi
I write songs that'll sing like a bird
I play licks on my guitar>
Like you ain't never heard
But I'm down on my luck
And things are just a little slack
I gotta quarter in my pocket
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