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Marty had a boutique on the corner, 
Stanley was a trucker by his trade, 
And every time that Marty would shake her tail feathers, 
It would go
to win 
I'm covered in solaire and preparing to swim 
Old iron! old iron! I heard the bobby shout 
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with 
With
to win
I'm covered in solitaire and preparing to swim

Old iron! old iron! I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
With
to win
I'm covered in solitaire and preparing to swim

Old iron! Old iron! I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
With
to win 
I'm covered in solaire and preparing to swim 
Old iron! old iron! I heard the bobby shout 
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with 
With
to win
I'm covered in solitaire and preparing to swim

Old iron! old iron! I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
With
water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum, out of Stanley Cups,
to win
I'm covered in Solaire and preparing to swim
"Old Iron! Old Iron!" - I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
with
to win
I'm covered in solaire and preparing to swim
"old iron! old iron!", I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
With
to win
I'm covered in Solaire and preparing to swim
"Old Iron! Old Iron!" - I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
with
water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum, out of Stanley Cups,
water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum, out of Stanley Cups,
where the memory is ringing one more ride one more ride 
As the years go by I wonder why I longed to leave my home 
And to hit the trail of the iron
to be where the memory is ringin' one more ride
As the years go by I wonder why I longed to leave my home
And to hit the trail of the iron rail away out
on a loaf of bread
When I should have been downstairs instead
All the waiters was greasy as hell
And the old one rang on a dismal bell

Come back baby
the horses and the runnin' irons and may be a dog or two
And they swore they'd brand all long ear calves that came within their view
And any old doggie that
the memory is ringin'

One more ride
One more ride

As the years go by I wonder why I long to leave my home
And to hit the trail of the iron rail away
heroes of our past.
With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will,
No tyranny would quell them in their task.

It's an age-old situation
at things from old men's point of view. 
So, I decided to give the old man equal time. OK, here we go...

Yea, I left home when the kid was three
And it
You say you know love, but you are just reflecting words you hear
No iron in your veins to give you any sense of pain or fear
It's just another lie,
the memory is ringin'

One more ride
One more ride

As the years go by I wonder why I long to leave my home
And to hit the trail of the iron rail away
Oh, mad one, we see your trap
You can never escape, your fate
Submit with honor to a duel, with my son
I agree
I see you using an old style
I
been slapped by a bear and bit by an eel
I chew up railroad iron, and shit out steel!
I jumped in the ocean and swallowed a whale
Handcuff lightning
low, son, aim it to the left, a little low

'cause the old iron sight fires high and to the right

so aim it to the left, a little low

always tip
At any head-on collision, throw dart wit precision 

And split decision, tell your old folk 

and your children what I'm dealin 

Good times,