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Helen
got
a
new
used
trailer
Brand
new
color
TV
Put
the
TV
on
her
Sears
charge
card
And
I'm
happy
for
her
See
she's
got
a
little
piece
of
land
A
quarter
acre
lot
That
an
uncle
or
a
cousin
or
somebody
left
her
Down
where
the
road
turns
by
the
old
gravel
pit
That's
the
way
it
ought
to
be,
mister
I
change
the
sheets
on
the
fold
out
bed
Try
to
do
something
with
my
hair
Light
up
a
Salem
cigarette
Play
a
little
solitaire
We're
forty
miles
from
the
border
up
here
So
I've
learned
to
take
care
of
myself
Never
been
on
food
stamps
Never
been
on
welfare
So
you
can
just
go
to
hell
The
ones
moving
in
they're
all
from
away
And
they
raised
the
rent,
price
that
I
pay
And
they
look
down
their
nose
at
what
I
gotta
say
I
love
this
coast
like
I
love
my
sons
Love
the
wind
like
my
daughter
Used
to
be
I
knew
everyone
'Cause
everybody
was
born
here
There
was
that
one
bad
winter
We
ate
nothing
but
clams
Lord,
it
did
get
a
little
bit
tiresome
I
wonder
if
one
of
them
could
do
something
like
that
Maybe
then
I'd
think
there
was
more
to
'em
When
I
was
a
girl
we'd
walk
to
the
bay
Who'd
think
to
put
a
house
on
a
point
They're
selling
off
land
that's
nothing
but
rocks
and
spray
And
I
say,
I
say
it
serves
'em
all
right
You
better
tie
it
all
down
The
ones
moving
in
they're
all
from
away
And
they
raised
the
rent,
price
that
I
pay
And
they
look
down
their
nose
at
what
I
gotta
say
I
love
this
coast
like
I
love
my
sons
Love
the
wind
like
my
daughter
Used
to
be
I
knew
everyone
'Cause
everybody
was
born
here
Helen's
probably
down
at
the
restaurant
Probably
watching
All
My
Children
I
could
sure
use
the
company
with
the
kids
all
gone
Me
with
the
day
off
Hey,
Helen
I
hear
you
got
a
new
used
trailer
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