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Moody Doodie © October 26, 2012 Stan Loh Verse 1 Soggy cigarette, Drips from the side of his mouth, Dusty old cowboy hat, Hides a face from Houston town, Furrows on his cheeks, Each line a mark from nights of cold, Those knuckles so raw, Met many jaws of bold, Chorus They call him Moody … Moody Doodie, He owns Susie, the robber of souls, And everyone knows Moody … Moody Doodie, He’s got plenty of gold, And bedded sweet Susie, Gave her a night to behold. Instrumental Verse 2 Susie the cutie, Bred from the strict rules of Ma, Once past eighteen, Freedom was a rusty old car, Wild were her movements, No man could ever hold her down, But in walked Moody, With the biggest rock around. Repeat Chorus Verse 3 Now the biggest nugget, Was dug up near Prince George, And who pulled it out? Moody’s claim was a secret gorge, Plunked down at Susie, Look here what your good man found, Oh Susie kissed her man, Now they’re both heaven bound! Repeat Chorus
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