I closed and drew, but not a gun, The refuge of the weak, I swung with the left and I swung with the right And I landed on his beak. He started to pull the same old stuff, But I closed in hard and called his bluff Yet his face is still astickin' in the yellow sheet And on the billboard a-down the street.
- by Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954), "Slugging a vampire" [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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