Midnight Fire

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Midnight fire
Sleeping away the day
waiting for the midnight fire
finally as the sun of night rises
hoopen and hollering
the country folk rise
putting tale gates down
passing drinks all around the
midnight fire remenissing about good times
pooring drinks all night
watching the fire and the ambers climb the sky
turning into stars as
as the midnight fire ends
the country folk dash to hide under the sheets
with the ashes left behide from a midnight fire.





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