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Gunga Din (Gene Parsons) I'm writing this here letter from
abroad a D.C.8 It rained in New York City,
Mr.Rock'n Roll couldn't stay Have breakfast with me mama, I hope
they'll let us in Sittin' backwards on this
airplane, it's bound to make me sick Now we're over Kansas where the
clouds are flowing by The Byrds "Ballad Of
Easy Rider" 
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