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Sadie's unc Ting-a-ling-a-ling, city desk Hold the press, Hold the press Extra! Extra! Read all about it! It's a mess, meets the test Oh, a newspaperman
Electric chair didn't burn a hair and the newspaperman asked why and while the warden explain in great detail the newsman looked in the sky "I'm
hand, to the point where he can't stand He jumped the top rope with no note Well he took a stand, he was a real newspaperman Well he took a stand He was
Electric chair didn't burn a hair And the newspaperman asked why And while the warden explain in great detail The newsman looked in the sky I'm sure
meaning to the word Freedom. Walt Whitman, a young newspaperman destined to become America's greatest poet wrote : "Future years will never know
For thirty hard years I was a newspaperman I made my living with a pen and a pad God I miss the smell of paper and the ink on my hands Been back
as "a gambler with a Complaining streak and is one Of Nathen Detroit's (the lead) primary associates" (52) Damon Runyon: 1880-1946 American newspaperman
dress like the ku klux klan You're a big shot businessman but your life's not going to plan you could be a newspaperman or a singer in a rocknroll band
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