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Well, he came home from the war with a party in his head

And a modified Brougham DeVille

And a pair of legs that opened up like butterfly wings

And a mad dog that wouldn’t sit still

He went and took up with a Salvation Army band girl

Who played dirty water from a swordfishtrombone

He went to sleep at the bottom of Tenkiller lake

And he said «Gee, but it’s great to be home»

Well, he came home from the war with a party in his head

And an idea for a fireworks display

And he knew that he’d be ready with a stainless steel machete

And a half a pint of Ballantine’s each day

And he holed up in a room above a hardware store

Cryin' nothing there but Hollywood tears

And he put a spell on some poor little Crutchfield girl

And stayed like that for 27 years

He packed up all his expectations he lit out for California

With a flyswatter banjo on his knee

With a lucky tiger in his angel hair

And benzedrine for getting there

They found him in a eucalyptus tree

Lieutenant got him a canary bird

And skanked her head with every word

And Chesterfielded moonbeams in a song

He got 20 years for lovin' her from some Oklahoma governor

Said everything this Doughboy does is wrong

Now some say he’s doing the obituary mambo

And some say he’s hanging on the wall

Perhaps this yarn is the only thing that holds this man together

Some say he was never here at all

Some say they saw him down in Birmingham

Sleeping in a boxcar going by

And if you think that you can tell of a bigger tale

I swear to God you’d have to tell a lie

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