A carousel
whose horses aren't mindless i
am the round n' round i
am the up n' down
an' my back is never unsaddled but
jus' soon as that ol' music gets-ah-goin'
i gets all hoofed-up
forgets about the heaviness an' i
sings, sings, sings.
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