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Now this here rag is the one they used to call
the lost rag.

Sort of thing everybody knew and nobody ever bothered
to write down.

It was just a few licks, something you'd sit and play
by yourself,

when there was nobody else around.  Maybe it was
some old man

showed you how to play it, a long time ago.  You turn off
that machine,

I'm going to play it for you now.  I said
turn it off.

Added: 20 May 2003 | Last Read: 8 Oct 2008 4:39 AM | Viewed: 2404 times

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