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I Shot My Poor Teacher.mp3
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with sand
I shot my slow teacher
With an old rubber band
I shot her with pleasure
I shot her with pride
For I couldn't miss her
She was forty feet wide
She runned out and catched me
The throwed me cross her knee
But at the set of my britches
I had my old geography
She reached for her ruler
Took a swipe at me
She missed old Kentucky
But hit Tennessee.
