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Well, he came from the war
a party in his head
And modified Brougham
And a of legs that opened up like butterfly wings
And a mad dog that wouldn't sit
He and took up with a Salvation Army band girl
Who dirty water on a swordfishtrombone
He went to at the bottom of Tenkiller lake
And he "gee, but it's great to be home"
Well, he came home from the war with a in his head
And an idea for a display
And he that he'd be ready with a stainless steel machete
And a half a of Ballentine's each day
And he holed up in room a hardware store
nothing there but Hollywood tears
He put a spell on some little Crutchfield girl
And stayed like that for years
He packed up all his expectations, he lit out for
a flyswatter banjo on his knee
With a lucky tiger in his angel and Benzedrine for getting there
They found him in a tree
got him a canary bird and skanked her head with every word
Chesterfielded in a song
He got twenty years for her from some Oklahoma governor
"everything this Doughboy does is wrong"
Now some say he's doing the mambo
Now say that he's hanging on the wall
Perhaps this yarn's the only thing holds this man together
say he was never here at all
And some say they saw him in Birmingham
Sleeping in a going by
And if you think you can tell a bigger tale
I to God you'd have to tell a lie