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Antique Sandy lived in the woods
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And she'd go to the stream when the weather was good
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She'd take down the washin for her old man to wear
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And she tried not to get eaten by the bear
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She'd fly to the market in her worn out old balloon
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That she traded with the flyer for an antique silver spoon
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And when she got home she'd cook upon the wooden stove
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And she'd go to sleep and listen to the whispers of the grove
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At night she dreamed of places where she lived when she was young
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Where the corn strip stretched for miles like a giant serpent's tongue
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Electric lights and phone bells and every light insane (?)
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Like a hundred thousand hungry miles meeting at her brain
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I greet her in the morning when she wakes up in my arms
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And I tell her that I love her and I'll keep her free from harm
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I hold her close she matters she is all the world to me
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Cause she's my Antique Sandy and she's in love with me
