the auctioneer

lightfoot, gordon

hey y've all reg'stered

open the gate 'n let 'em out and walk 'em 'bout. ere we come a letter number twenty-nine

what're you gonna gimme for 'er

ah

wenta-five wunna bid me biddle

wanna five wanna five wanna five

wudja biddle on a twenty-five. gotta twenty-five dollar bidja-biddle on a five on the five wouldja biddle on a

thirty dollar five on a five would ya biddle on a five wouldja biddle on a thirty five. well there was a boy from arkansas who wouldn't listen to his ma

when she told him that he should go to school. well he'd stay away in the afternoon

take a little walk and pretty soon

you'd find him at the local auction barn. well

he'd stand and listen carefully until at last he began to see

how the auctioneer could talk so rapidly

well

he said oh my

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