Junkman Haul Away My Heart

for the Sweet Potato

 

words and music by Howard Ashby Kranz

 

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1. Junkman, junkman, haul away my heart.

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I donít think that they can mend her.

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Guess that now sheís only good for parts.

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Thought Iíd only brush a fender, fender, fender, fender.

 

 

2. Junkman, junkman, she was running good.

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I just guess I couldnít steer her.

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Smashed the lights away, and then the hood,

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and the windshield, and the mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror.

 

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3. Junkman, junkman, put her up for swap.

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Iím not thinking you could sell her.

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Trade her to you for a good doorstop,

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or I could sure use an umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella,.

 

 

4. Junkman, junkman, thereís so much to learn.

 

Guess there isnít any fast way.

 

Guess we all come to you in our turn.

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Keep the change, thatís in the ash tray.