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Ten years ago on a cold dark night, I stood on a stage underneath the lights. There were few at the show, but they all agreed, I made North Dakota the butt of comedy. A bunch of jokes came out of my mouth, And I said North Dakota though I meant to say South. I had a killer show that was nationwide On a stage in Bismarck I stood and died. Chorus ~ Now I walk these hills, in big red shoes When the cold winds blow with the Halloween blues Nobody knows, nobody sees I was in comedy. I did my routine for an hour and a half The crowd was still, they did not laugh. The angel of death came much too soon And that’s how a star became a small dead moon. Chorus ~ Now I walk these hills, in big red shoes When the cold winds blow with the Halloween blues Nobody knows, nobody sees. I was in comedy.
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