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I'm not as rich as henry ford
I've not the fame of mr. tunney
Nor the looks of mr. barrymore
But the
Friends like you
I'm a lucky gent
The world is mine.
How can i complain
Certainly a sign
Everyday's that holiday they call thanksgiving
Toddling along
Whistlin' a song
