The Ballad Of Eugene Pratt

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When I was just a young boy, on the okalhoma plains
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I tried to keep my shoes shined, tried to keep a clean name
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Way over town, lived a boy named Eugene Pratt
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And we weren’t allowed to talk to him, say hi and none of that no no
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I went off to school, Eugene sat right in front of my desk
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The kids they made fun of him, cause Gene was such a mess Lord
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But oh, he worked hard, and he took home a mess of good grades
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And when it came time for him to go to big school, Eugene went far away
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Cause that’s the way it was, and that’s the way it is
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And that’s the way it was, and that’s the way it is
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I went off to college, got myself a job in the campus store
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But in the meantime, Gene spent his time writin’ bout the world and war
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I didn’t understand, all the things he was talkin about
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So my friends and me from that old fraternity, got drunk and blocked it all out (Yes we did)
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And then we graduated, lost our deference, our excuse.
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And the man said, come here boys, gonna put your education to a good use
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Went down to the draft board, saw Eugene lookin’ alive and well
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But when it came time to put his name on the line, he told them boys to go to hell (Yes he did)
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Eugene was by far the smartest, the most concerned with humanity
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But it was him they took, far away, and stuck in a penitentiary lordy
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I can’t help but wonder, if we’d all stand up like him
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Then there’d be no one to carry those damn guns for something nobody believes in
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But that ain’t the way it was, that ain’t the way it is
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That ain’t the way it was, that ain’t the way it is
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That ain’t the way it was, that ain’t the way it is
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That ain’t the way it was, that ain’t the way it is