Mischief Brew – Nevada City Serenade (Ukulele)

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Where did you come from and where did you go?

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The rattlers are still and the ashes are cold.

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The stage, it is empty; the Union Halls, dark.

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And the lights are so bright that I can't see the stars.

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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By

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Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Seattle to Spokane, Missoula to Butte:

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The spare-changer's stories so boring and true.

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Now the world ain't so lonesome without you around.

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Hey, tell me, where can you camp where you can't hear a sound?

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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By

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Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ri-ii-hide

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Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Now that God's gone and the Devil's in a hole,

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It's Aces, Straights, Flushes with Johnny and Joe.

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No masters, no Yard Bulls to chase a boy down.

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He's gone to where the bums go when they're run out of town.

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Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By

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Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Say "So Long" to the rails, from the sage to the pine,

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While the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ride

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Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.

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Where do you come from and where did you go?