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Vaudeville Etiquette
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Red Harvest Moon
The red harvest moon hangs low down,
Beneath your October sky.
You're saying it's time to go now,
Leave your brother where he lies.
Ooooo
The black barrels filled with White Lightning,
They float down the rivers edge.
My brother he was the bright one,
Till I filled his chest full of lead.
Ooooo
Under cover of the darkest night,
We run the bottles of whiskey and moonshine.
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One by one the lawmen cut us down,
And leave our spirits to spill on the ground.
What's pleasure without some pain?
The truth in masquerade.
Two pennies to cross the river,
I tossed where his body lay.
My brother he wore a star of silver,
So my brother I could not spare.
Ooooo
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