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  • She could be no good, I'm telling you
    Gather round boys for a tale that is tragic and true
    On the Mississippi riverboat, "Magnolia"
    No one onboard was smelling too sweet
    That precious one must have been stamping her feet
    Dictating demands all well and fine
    A few rods west of the Bridgeport line
    But the veil was drawn and the halo slipped
    Tippling tinctures and reciting scripture
    Faces where slapped just as kid gloves were suffered
    Vile threats were uttered and challenges offered
    On the Cumberland riverboat, "E.W. Stephens"
    Daggers were drawn on pistols pulled
    Staggering ‘til dawn filled up with whiskey and rum
    And several drunken players ran amok
    Rampaging with the crew around the deck
    And I received a blow that was unkind
    It turned my cheek to the colour of gentian violet
    I wouldn't say that this journey had quite been the highlight
    Of the All-American Tour
    Teetering on the edge of war
    Out of the genteel Northern prosceniums
    Filled up with imitation Europeans
    Down along the river of rough damnations
    By the blood-stained cotton and the slave plantations

  • [00:27.90]She could be no good, I'm telling you
    [00:35.02]Gather round boys for a tale that is tragic and true
    [00:45.35]On the Mississippi riverboat, "Magnolia"
    [00:56.38]No one onboard was smelling too sweet
    [01:03.32]That precious one must have been stamping her feet
    [01:12.18]Dictating demands all well and fine
    [01:15.79]A few rods west of the Bridgeport line
    [01:20.74]But the veil was drawn and the halo slipped
    [01:24.38]Tippling tinctures and reciting scripture
    [01:31.99]Faces where slapped just as kid gloves were suffered
    [01:39.12]Vile threats were uttered and challenges offered
    [01:49.79]On the Cumberland riverboat, "E.W. Stephens"
    [02:00.95]Daggers were drawn on pistols pulled
    [02:08.11]Staggering ‘til dawn filled up with whiskey and rum
    [02:17.22]And several drunken players ran amok
    [02:24.31]Rampaging with the crew around the deck
    [02:32.31]And I received a blow that was unkind
    [02:39.46]It turned my cheek to the colour of gentian violet
    [02:51.19]I wouldn't say that this journey had quite been the highlight
    [03:01.36]Of the All-American Tour
    [03:05.49]Teetering on the edge of war
    [03:09.19]Out of the genteel Northern prosceniums
    [03:17.75]Filled up with imitation Europeans
    [03:27.11]Down along the river of rough damnations
    [03:34.64]By the blood-stained cotton and the slave plantations
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