My friends came marching one by one, Hurrah, Hurrah
My friends came marching one by one, Hurrah, Hurrah
Down old sixteen they came, they came,
Now it will never be the same,
Oh they all cayayame….to Murdo town.
And they had the nerve to wear a crown
They went to the Pioneer Auto Museum, hurrah, hurrah
I sure hope nobody did see’em, hurrah, hurrah
Did they sit in the red convertible?
Did anyone tell them it’s time to go?
Or did they wear those crowns all over town?
It sounds like they really got around.
They went to get a rhubarb shake, hurrah, hurrah,
They’re at the diner for heavens sake, hurrah, hurrah
They also got a burger or two
Lav, they spent more $ than me and you.
Oh, they won’t remember us in Murdo Town
The next time we happen to come around.
Hurrah, Hurrah.
I DONT KNOW THEM AT ALL EITHER WHO R THEY
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I didn’t recognize these two ladies. Do I know them?
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No. Sherri grew up in Presho and now lives in Pierre. Dianna lives in Ft Pierre. We all became friends through the blog. Hope all is well with you.
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Usurping your crown, are they, Mary?
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Unforgivable isn’t it? Val and I draw the line at the convertible.
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