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Love is a burnin?thing, And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire -- I fell into a ring of fire. I fell into a burnin?ring of fire -- I went down, down, down And the flames went higher, And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fir, the ring of fire. The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet. I fell for you like a child -- Oh, but the fire ran wild. I fell into a burnin?ring of fire -- I went down, down, down And the flames went higher, And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fir, the ring of fire. I fell into a burnin?ring of fire -- I went down, down, down, And the flames went higher, And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fir, the ring of fire. The ring of fire (and Fade) |
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| 2. |
| 2:34 |
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Mm-mm-mm-mm?I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I keep the ends out for the tie that binds. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm? I find it very, very easy to be true. I find myself alone when each day is through. Yes, I?ll admit that I?m a fool for you. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm? As sure as night is dark and day is light, I keep you on my mind both day and night. And happiness I?ve known proves that it?s right. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm? You?ve got a way to keep me on your side. You give me cause for love that I can?t hide. For you, I know I?d even try to turn the tide. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm? I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I keep the ends out for the tie that binds. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. |
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| 2:33 |
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Six foot six he stood on the ground,
He weighed 235 pounds But I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by love He was the kind of man that would gamble on luck Look you in the eye and never back up But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup because of love You can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hands But like the wind that covers our land Strong enough to rule the heart of every man, this thing called love It can lift you up, never let you down Take your world and turn it all around Ever since time nothing's ever been found stronger than love Most men are like me, they worry and doubt They trouble their minds day in and day out Too busy with livin' to worry about a little word like love But when I see a mother's tenderness As she holds her young close to her breast Then I thank God that the world's been blessed with the thing called love You can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hands But like the wind that covers our land Strong enough to rule the heart of every man, this thing called love It can lift you up, never let you down Take your world and turn it all around Ever since time nothing's ever been found stronger than love |
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| 4. |
| 3:54 |
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Well, I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, So I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt. Then I washed my face and combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. I'd smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking. But I lit my first and watched a small kid Playing with a can that he was kicking. Then I walked across the street And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken. And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost Somewhere, somehow along the way. On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned. 'Cause there's something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing short a' dying That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. In the park I saw a daddy With a laughing little girl that he was swinging. And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs they were singing. Then I headed down the street, And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing, And it echoed through the canyon Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned. 'Cause there's something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing short a' dying That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. |
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| 2:46 |
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I hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend, And I ain't seen the sunshine, Since, I don't know when, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, And time keeps draggin' on, But that train keeps a-rollin', On down to San Antone. When I was just a baby, My Mama told me, "Son, Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns," But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die, When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry. I bet there's rich folks eatin', In a fancy dining car, They're probably drinkin' coffee, And smokin' big cigars, But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free, But those people keep a-movin', And that's what tortures me. Well, if they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine, I bet I'd move out over a little, Farther down the line, Far from Folsom Prison, That's where I want to stay, And I'd let that lonesome whistle, Blow my Blues away. |
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| 6. |
| 3:16 |
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Just around the corner there's heartache
Down the street that losers use If you can wade in through the teardrops You'll find me at the Home of the Blues I walk and cry while my heartbeat Keeps time with the drag of my shoes The sun never shines through this window of mine It's dark at the Home of the Blues Oh, but the place is filled with the sweetest mem'ries Mem'ries so sweet that I cry Dreams that I've had left me feeling so bad I just want to give up and lay down and die So if you've just lost your sweetheart And it seems there's no good way to choose Come along with me, misery loves company You're welcome at the Home of the Blues Oh, but the place is filled with the sweetest mem'ries Mem'ries so sweet that I cry Dreams that I've had left me feeling so bad I just want to give up and lay down and die So if you've just lost your sweetheart And it seems there's no good way to choose Come along with me, misery loves company You're welcome at the Home of the Blues You'll find me at the Home of the Blues Yeah, you're gonna find me at the Home of the Blues |
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| 1:46 |
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Well you ask me if I'll forget my baby. I guess I will, someday. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll get along. I guess I will, someway. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own. Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll miss her kisses. I guess I will, everyday. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. You ask me if I'll find another. I don't know. I can't say. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own. Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone. I don't like it but I guess things happen that way. |
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| 2:39 |
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You've cut out your dancing' And you never see a show Friends drop by to pick you up And you hardly ever go It seems your head in in the clouds above You've got the ways of a woman in love I walk by your house at night In the hopes that I might see The guy who's got you in a spin I wish that guy was me I don't know why it's you I'm dreamin' of You've got the ways of a woman in love Many is the night I've stayed awake and cried Now you'll never know how much You've hurt my foolish pride I recall your kisses The times I held you tight Now when I come to see you You're sittin' in the light Missing all the things that we dreamed of You've got the ways of a woman in love. |
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| 9. |
| 2:53 |
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CHORUS: Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Gather round me people there's a story I would tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the land of the Pima Indian A proud and noble band Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land Down the ditches for a thousand years The water grew Ira's peoples' crops 'Till the white man stole the water rights And the sparklin' water stopped Now Ira's folks were hungry And their land grew crops of weeds When war came, Ira volunteered And forgot the white man's greed CHORUS: Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill, Two hundred and fifty men But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again And when the fight was over And when Old Glory raised Among the men who held it high Was the Indian, Ira Hayes CHORUS: Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Ira returned a hero Celebrated through the land He was wined and speeched and honored; Everybody shook his hand But he was just a Pima Indian No water, no crops, no chance At home nobody cared what Ira'd done And when did the Indians dance CHORUS: Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Then Ira started drinkin' hard; Jail was often his home They'd let him raise the flag and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone! He died drunk one mornin' Alone in the land he fought to save Two inches of water in a lonely ditch Was a grave for Ira Hayes CHORUS: Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes But his land is just as dry And his ghost is lyin' thirsty In the ditch where Ira died |
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| 3:08 |
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In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town, Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around. And all the girls from there to Austin, Were slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock. To take the trip, to go and listen, To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box. And he would play: (Instrumental.) Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime. But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy all the time. And all the girls from nine to ninety, Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him: |
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| 2:02 |
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On A Monday I Was Ar-rested (Uh Huh) On A Tuesday They Locked Me In The Jail (Oh Boy) On A Wednesday My Trial Was At-tested On A Thursday They Said Guilty And The Judge's Gavel Fell I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down On A Monday My Momma Come To See Me On A Tuesday They Caught Me With A File On A Wednesday I'm Down In Solitary On A Thursday I Start On Bread And Water For A While I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me Down I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders I Got Chains - Chains Around My Feet I Got Stripes - Stripes Around My Shoulders And Them Chains - Them Chains They're About To Drag Me |
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| 2:32 |
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Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the peoples' feet On the windy corner of the dirty street Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes How'd he keep from gettin' the blues He grinned as he raised his little head Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe Does a million dollars worth of good for you Get rhythm when you get the blues Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy And I thought I was gonna jump for joy Slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way He said I like it with a big wide grin Kept on a poppin' and he said again Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues |
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| 2:26 |
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Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down. I think you only live to see the lights of town. I wasted my time when I would try, try, try. When the lights have lost their glow, you're gonna cry, cry, cry. I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in. You stay a little while and then you're gone again. Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie. For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone, When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone. You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone. You'll call to me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye," When I turn around and walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry, When your fickle little love gets old, no one will care for you. You'll come back to me for a little love that's true. I'll tell you no and you gonna ask me why, why, why? When I remind you of all of this, you'll cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone, When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me there, It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been. You're gonna cry, cry, cry. |
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| 2:20 |
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Hey, Porter, Hey Porter! Would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be 'Til we cross that Mason Dixon Line? At daylight will you tell that engineer to slow it down; Or better still, just stop the train 'Cause I want to look around. Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! What time did you say? How much longer will it be 'Till I can see the light of day? When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell; And ask everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell. Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! It's getting light outside. This old train is puffin' smoke and I have to strain my eyes. But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please, 'Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves, And I smell that Southern breeze. Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter! Please get my bags for me, I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee. Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream. We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. Hey Porter! Hey Porter! Please open up my door. When they stop this train I'm gonna get off first 'Cause I can't wait no more. Tell that engineer I say, "Thanks a lot. I didn't mind the fare. I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil And breathe that Southern air." |
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| 2:48 |
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There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you) Boys hung 'round her by the score But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) She was tops in all they said It never once went to her head She had everything it seems Not a care, this teenage queen (Not a care, this teenage queen) Other boys could offer more But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen you should be a movie queen) He would marry her next spring Saved his money, bought a ring Then one day a movie scout Came to town to take her out (Came to town to take her out) Hollywood could offer more So she left the boy next door working at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen see you on the movie screen) Very soon she was a star Pretty house and shiny car Swimming pool and a fence around But she missed her old home town (But she missed her old home town) All the world was at her door All except the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Dream on, dream on teenage queen saddest girl we've ever seen) Then one day the teenage star Sold her house and all her cars Gave up all her wealth and fame Left it all and caught a train (Left it all and caught a train) Do I have to tell you more She came back to the boy next door who worked at the candy store (Now this story has some more, you'll hear it all at the candy store) |
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| 1:46 |
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My mama always taught me that good things come from adversity if we put our faith in the Lord. We couldn't see much good in the flood waters when they were causing us to have to leave home, But when the water went down, we found that it had washed a load of rich black bottom dirt across our land. The following year we had the best cotton crop we'd ever had. I remember hearing: How high's the water, mama? Two feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Two feet high and risin' We can make it to the road in a homemade boat That's the only thing we got left that'll float It's already over all the wheat and the oats, Two feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Three feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Three feet high and risin' Well, the hives are gone, I've lost my bees The chickens are sleepin' In the willow trees Cow's in water up past her knees, Three feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Four feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Four feet high and risin' Hey, come look through the window pane, The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain, 4 feet high and risin' How high's the water, mama? Five feet high and risin' How high's the water, papa? Five feet high and risin' Well, the rails are washed out north of town We gotta head for higher ground We can't come back till the water comes down, Five feet high and risin' Well, it's five feet high and risin' |
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| 3:15 |
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Ten years ago,on a cold dark night. Someone was killed ,neath the town hall light. There were few at the scene,but the all agreed that the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me. The judge said son what is your alibi. If you were somewhere else.then you won't have to die. I spoke not a word,thou it met my life. For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife Chorus: She walks these hill.in a long black veil. She visits my grave.when the night winds wail. Nobody knows,nobody sees. Nobody knows but me Oh the scaffold is high and eternity's near. She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear. But late at night,when the north wind blows. In a long black veil,she cries o're my bones. Repeat chorus. |
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| 3:00 |
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At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner because I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes I see them every where I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone |
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There's an engine at the station and the whistle calls my name
It's callin' callin' callin', 'Come and get aboard the train.' My baby's gone and I'm alone to live in misery I'm gonna call and make a reservation for me Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train I'm gonna climb aboard and ride until I learn to smile I'll be knockin' out the blues while I'm knockin' out the miles With my guitar, beat and rythm, to the click-clack of the wheels I'm gonna sing the blues 'cause that's the way that I feel Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train Conductor, go and tell the man to shovel on the coal--- It doesn't seem half as bad as long as I can roll Give me another ticket and I'll stay and ride with you There's nothing left to live for in this world we're rollin' through Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train Gonna ride a blue train, gonna ride a blue train |
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| 2:56 |
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Oh well, I'm tired and so weary But I must go alone Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes Well the morning's so bright And the lamp is alight And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me Well the bear will be gentle And the wolves will be tame And the lion shall lay down by the lamb, oh yes And the beasts from the wild Shall be lit by a child And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some day There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness, no sorrow No trouble, trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me, for me |
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| 3:23 |
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Harry Truman was our president A coke an burger cost you thirty cents I was still in love with Mavis Brown On the night Hank Williams came to town. "I Love Lucy" debuted on TV That was one big event we didn't see 'Cause no one stayed at home for miles around It was the night Hank Williams came to town. Mama ironed my shirt and daddy let me take the truck I drove on out to Grapevine and picked old Mavis up We hit that county line for one quick round On the night HANK WILLIAMS came to town. A thousand people sweltered in the gym Then I heard someone whisper; "Hey, that's him" That's when the crowd let out this deafening sound It was the night Hank Williams came to town. On and on he sang into the night 'Jambalaya', 'Cheatin' heart', 'I saw the light' How'd they get Miss Audrey in that gown On the night Hank Williams came to town. Mavis had her picture made with Hank outside his car She said; "He sure is humble for a Grand Ole Opry Star." Mavis said: "Why don't we hang around It ain't often that Hank Williams comes to town." While Hank signed his autograph on Beaulah Rice's fan Mavis got acquainted with the Driftin' Cowboys Band The effect on all our lives was quite proound On the night Hank Williams came to town. Radio announcer's voice in the background: Remember, friends and neighbors, Hank Williams and all the Drifting Cowboys will be at the high school gym in person for one show only this Saturday night. The big 2 hour show starts at 7:30 - tickets are just a dollar-fifty each; you get your money's worth the first 15 minutes and the rest is free. That's Saturday night - advance tickets are on sale now at Renfrow's Drugstore, Do-Nut Heaven and here at the radio station. Hank Williams - all the Drifting Cowboys, Don Helms, Jerry Rivers (fade |
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| 2:51 |
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Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
There's a fam'ly bible on the table Each page is torn and hard to read But the fam'ly bible on the table Will ever be my key to memories. At the end of day when work was over And when the evening meal was done Dad would read to us from the fam'ly bible And we'd count our many blessings one by one. Refrain: I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from the fam'ly bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. This old world of ours is full of troubles This old world would oh, so better be If we had more bibles on the table And mothers singing Rock of Ages cleft for me. Refrain: I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from the fam'ly bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me... |
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