Camptown Lady
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Camptown Lady
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Camptown lady sing this song
Camptown racetrack five miles long
Gonna run all night, gonna run all day
Spent my money on a big fat joint
But somebody took it away
Fill my pipeload, fill my bong
Gonna smoke all night
Gonna smoke all day
Big fat reefers five feet long
Yannik va rouler un joint
Yan y roule un joint
Remercions le bon Dieu souverain
Dan y roule un joint
This is not a straight edge song
We are not a straight edge band
Gonna smoke all night
Gonna smoke all day
Big fat reefers five feet long
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