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<h6>Josie's Reel</h6>
Friday night on the old town square, there's a squeezebox and a Fiddle there,<br />
Music rings through the cool night air, at the midnight Jamboree.<br />
Josie swings her gingham gown, twrirls the fellows 'round and 'round,<br />
Do-see-doin' to a fiddle sound, but she's got eyeys for me, I know she has eyes for me.<br />
Underneath that Georgia Moon, I took her hand for her favourite tune,<br />
We felt love like the flowers bloom, her green eyes revealed,<br />
An Angel with a step so neat, felt my heart skip a beat,<br />
Just a workin' man with two left feet,<br />
We danced to Josie's reel, we danced to Josie's reel.<br />
I stood there by the bandstand, watched a stranger take her hand,<br />
Not exactly what I planned, but I had a nifty scheme,<br />
Slipped a twenty to the boys, said next song is a Ladie's choice choice,<br />
Shoulda seen that girl rejoice, when she heard that fiddle ring, when she heard that squeezbox sing.
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