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Rope an old Blue Northern and milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat"

"Now,

and quality controlled
She brushes all the crud out with a toothbrush
They're good seashells mind
Black coffee wasn't it
Do you want milk with that

I was stuck in Northern Ireland without a job
GraftStar is my name, and I will Get back up
Cause I've been on my face, and I've always got up
Only

wanna
Tending the fire
And in Northern Ireland
The holiest choir can
Lift you high up
And in Southern Japan
They make a clay cup and
They do it with care

Open the door down the rabbit hole
Born in the cold, live and die by a northern town in the snow
Save up time in bottles, pouring beer in cups

friend turned around and this is what he said,

Chorus
You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the Western sky
Rope an ole blue northern and milk it 'til it's