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But by-and-by I got a pal,—
Why, don't yer know, a pard?—
When I was down upon me luck
An' things went mighty hard,

He helped me if he had the swag,
He alluz was a brick;
But pretty soon there came a time
That made me mighty sick.

'One day we two wuz tossin' cops
Upon a pavin' stun,
When up the street there came a cab,
The hosses on the run.

And right in front uv that durned team,
A runnin' fit ter drop,
Was jest the purtiest little gal,
It made me knocker stop.

But Jim he jumped as quick as whiz
An' snatched the little girl,
An' then the cab went thund'rin' by,
An' all was in a whirl.

But when I got me senses back—
For somethin' hit me head—
An' looked around for Jim, me pal,
He was a lyin' dead.

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