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On the way back from after-school club, we met Mrs Laughing-boy-Thomas who lives just around the corner from there. I declared that I had forgotten everyone from my nursery days. I guess I was born under a wand'ring star/I shook off that Georgia dust and I was gone/I'm leavin' on the midnight train/wherever I lay my hat/I'm movin' on/Ahm sittin' at the bus stop, waitin' for a traaaaiiin..............
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