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Come to the Carnival

  • Geoffrey Clarfield
  • Sep 17, 2018
  • 1 min read

Police cars, Police cars

Patrolling the south

Police cars, Police cars, parked at that river’s mouths

Police cars Police cars

dealing in sin

Come to the Carnival, where everyone wins


Put down your money

Put down your gun

Let us all have some fun

in the Mississippi Sun


Bo jangles dances

to the sound of a Harmonica

Monica on the Harmonica

Havana Harmonica

Havana Cigar

Have a good life if you get that far

But don’t touch the car


Hands up!

Step out lightly

Step out in joy


Come to the Carnival, where everyone sins

The carnival has come

They will let us all in


The police cars

The Police stars in

Huckleberry Finn

At the river mouth


In an old delta town

In an old delta inn

The good ole boys are drinking

They have toothless grins


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