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Kingston Trio The Here We Go Again

Nickie's at that big front door, 'bout to come on through. Well, I'm here in the closet. Oh, Lord, what shall I do? We're worried now but we won't be

vain, but then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again. If you can't pray like Peter, if you can't preach like Paul, go home and tell your neighbor that

interesting but rhymes are mighty rough. I wish this war was over, when free from rags and fleas, we'd kiss our wives and sweethearts and then we'd gobble

in Tennessee, sweetest little gal that you ever did see. Works all day in a cotton mill. Makes her gin in a bathtub still. [Chorus:] Here we go, 'round again

(Stan Wilson) A rollin' stone gathers no moss. [Repeat] So, as far as I can see, I guess I was meant to be just a rollin' stone. A rollin' stone gathers

of Halifax, for a gentleman to partake occasionally of ratafia which was--a light-flavored liquer of amazing potency--which originated in Middlesex and which we