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A Rounder's Song / O, you can't find a buddy / Any old time / 'Ll help you out / When you ain't got a dime.
He was a friend o' mine.
They called him Do Dirty / Cause he was black / An' had cut his gal / An' shot a man in de back.
Ma friend o' mine.
But when I was hungry, / Had nothin' to eat, / He bought me corn bread / An' a stew o' meat.
Good friend o' mine.
An' when de cops got me / An' put me in jail / If Dirty had de money, / He'd go ma bail.
O, friend o' mine.
That night he got kilt / I was standin' in de street.
Somebody comes by / An' says yo' boy is gettin' beat.
Ma friend o' mine.
But when I got there / An' seen de ambulance / A guy was sayin'
He ain't got a chance.
Best friend o' mine.
An' de ones that kilt him --
Damn their souls --
I'm gonna fill 'em up full o'
Bullet holes.
Ma friend o' mine.