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Never Saw This Man Again

I met a man down in Key West

In baggy jeans he was dressed

Acted like a pirate to the core

With the red bandanna that he wore

Between his lips stuck a cigar

He took a whiff and played guitar



I never saw this man again

Never saw this man again

He told his stories all along

I cant forget his sad, sad song

I never saw that man again



Ashore the promenade one day

Thats the place he used to stay

He filled his glass up to the brim

And spoke to me: My nama is Jim

Said: During sunset everyday

You can hear me sing and play



One day I couldnt smell his cigar

Nor hear that weeping of his guitar

Some talked about queer goings-on

No one could say which way hes gone

Last night I couldnt sleep a wink

Because of Jim I got to think

Never Saw This Man Again /

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