One thought ahead. Three sentences behind.


A little shoe shine boy he doesn’t get low down
But he’s got the dirtiest job in town
Bending low at people’s feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
While I ask him as he shines my shoes
How’d he keeps from getting the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
I’m high as a kite from polishing Keds

– Johnny Cash


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