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PF Sloan
I have been seeking PF Sloan, but no one knows where he has gone.
No one ever heard the song that voice sent wingin ,
oh yeah
Now you might sigh and you might moan and sweat about the skin and bone
You just smile and read the rolling stone while he continued singing.
Listen to him singing.
Chorus
No, no no no no no no no no no no no, don t sing this song
No, don t sing this song.
No, no no no no no no no no no no no, don t sing this song
It belongs to PF Sloan. Whoa, from now on.
My old friend Trigger up and died now they ve got him stuffed and ried
You know they ve tanned his hide and crucified
Got him starin glassy eyed Out through the portable door
The London bridge was finally found,
They moved it to a another town And no people gathered around to watch the bridge fall down
But I don t think we will know more, no
Chorus
Nixon s come and bound to stay, he s taken all my sins away
I heard it on the news today, it set my ears to ringing
Last time I saw P.F. Sloan he was summer burned and winter blown
He turned the corner all alone but he continued singing
Yeah now, he continued singing
Chorus
I have been seeking PF Sloan, but no one knows where he has gone.
No one ever heard the song that voice sent wingin ,
oh yeah
Now you might sigh and you might moan and sweat about the skin and bone
You just smile and read the rolling stone while he continued singing.
Listen to him singing.
Chorus
No, no no no no no no no no no no no, don t sing this song
No, don t sing this song.
No, no no no no no no no no no no no, don t sing this song
It belongs to PF Sloan. Whoa, from now on.
My old friend Trigger up and died now they ve got him stuffed and ried
You know they ve tanned his hide and crucified
Got him starin glassy eyed Out through the portable door
The London bridge was finally found,
They moved it to a another town And no people gathered around to watch the bridge fall down
But I don t think we will know more, no
Chorus
Nixon s come and bound to stay, he s taken all my sins away
I heard it on the news today, it set my ears to ringing
Last time I saw P.F. Sloan he was summer burned and winter blown
He turned the corner all alone but he continued singing
Yeah now, he continued singing
Chorus