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Walk On Fool    (1969)

Here I am where I know I shouldn't be
A lettin' pretty girls make a fool out of me
Spendin' money I know I shouldn't spend
Walk on fool and make the circle again.

Hard luck seems to be my cup of tea
When they sail the ocean give up hope on me
Guess I'll never 'mount to anything
Walk on fool and make the circle again.

Well, Barnum said there's a fool born every day
And I'm just tryin' to help things work his way
Doing things I know's a sin
Walk on fool and make the circle again.

Hard luck seems to be my cup of tea
When they sail the ocean give up hope on me
Guess I'll never 'mount to anything
Walk on fool and make the circle again.

Well, the undertaker is followin' me around
Tryin' to measure me up for the day I stumble down.
Guess I'll go, but I don't know just when
So walk on fool and make the circle again.

Hard luck seems to be my cup of tea
When they sail the ocean give up hope on me
Guess I'll never 'mount to anything
Walk on fool and make the circle again.

Walk on fool and make the circle again...

Lyrics by George McCormick.
Recorded by Porter Wagoner.

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