Earl K. Long and Chep Morrison lived their lives a-feuding,|
But they're both dead and I have read it stopped all the confusion.
But folks have said that when we're dead we ain't really done;
Now I don't know if that is so, but I'll tell you what I seen
Standing there in Earl Long Square on the spot where he was born
He was 10 feet tall and made of brass all rusty brown and green,
Above his head up in the air Earl's hand was like he's waving.
Well, that bird did blink and I did think its beak was actually grinning
And then it flew and I then knew that death is just a dawning;
'Cause that bird took flight with all its might; I swear it was a race.
Now, I don't know, it could be so, the truth in all of that,
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