Sam Smith

	  		verse 1 
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Sam Smith was an old man, by the time I first saw him. 
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Wild eyes and a wicked beard, hanging from his chin. 
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I thought I?d seen the devil, as a boy in ?99. 
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My daddy called him the hermit, from on the borderline. 

Chorus 
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He said They?re never gonna take him back again, and march him off to war. 
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Where grey-headed men in long wool coats assign their bloody chores. 
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They can look, but they won?t find, old Sam Smith this time. 
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He?s somewhere North of Canaan Hill along borderline. 

verse 2 
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They say Old Sam was a veteran, he rode in the cavalry, 
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Came home on a limping leg sometime in ?63. 
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Bought a saw and a scattergun at Scagway's general store. 
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He said, ?I?m taking to the woods so they won?t find me anymore.? 

Chorus 
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No, they?re never gonna take me back again, and march me off to war. 
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Where grey-headed men in long wool coats assign their bloody chores. 
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They can look, but they won't find, old Sam Smith this time. 
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He?s somewhere north of Canaan Hill out on the borderline. 

verse 3 
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Now every month on the twenty-fifth, he?d come back to the store. 
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With a broken down old blue tick that would wait outside the door. 
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and He'd yell ?Where?s my check from the government, and I want a block of cheese.? 
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Then he'd fold it in a handkerchief he kept up in his sleeve. 

Chorus 
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No, they?re never gonna take me back again, and march me off to war. 
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Where grey-headed men in long wool coats assign their bloody chores. 
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They can look, they're never gonna find, old Sam Smith this time. 
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He?s somewhere north of Canaan Hill along the borderline.