Old Blevins

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We had a little quarrel, she and I
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She told me just to curl up and die
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I crept out to drown my sorrows

At a joint called no tomorrows
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Where the old man came and looked me in the eye
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Old Blevins

[Verse 2]
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I could see he had some wisdom to impart
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Some story that was etched and burned and stamped

Upon his heart
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Then his eyes began to glisten

'Cause he could see that I would listen
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We sat there at that bar 'til nearly three
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And this is what Old Blevins said to me

[Chorus]
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He said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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In Tijuana blah blah blah back in 1963
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Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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You should have been there blah blah blah"
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Is what Old Blevins said to me

[Verse 3]
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I sat there and I listened to his words
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As they flapped around my head like little birds
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Had he gone plumb 'round the bend

Or could I just not comprehend
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His lips were writing lines I could not read
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When suddenly, it all came clear to me

[Chorus]
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As he said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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Them crazy hippies blah blah blah blah no effect on me
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Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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The great depression blah blah blah"
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And he would not leave me be

[Solo]

[Bridge]
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Old Blevins was still talking when I seized my chance to flee
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Back home she's never known I'm not the fool I used to be
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But I know that a man and woman's lives were somehow changed
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By a loathesome toothless geezer, incoherent and deranged
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And my memories of that evening fuel an inner-mounting fear
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That I might become old Blevins anywhere that they sell beer

[Chorus]
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And I'll say "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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I don't remember blah blah blah blah blah blah
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Mistakes were made
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Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
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How 'bout them Cowboys? Blah blah blah"
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Like Old Blevins used to say

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Old Blevins