Bob Dylan wrote the hit song "The strings they-need a-Changin!
Come gather round people,wher-ever you roam
And admit that the prices of strings have grown
And except that soon you'll be skint to the bone
If your money to you is worth saving
Then forget about Elexir's or you'll be skink to the bone
For the strings they need a changin
Come writers and critics who prohesies with your pen'
And listen to me I won't tell you again
All this talk of coated strings is all just a spin
And there's no tellin who it's skinking
As the loser buys those Elixir things
For the strings they need a changin
The line it is drawn the curse it is cast
If you'd clean your strings then they would last
How did those plucker's pluck in the past
The order is rapidly fadin
Just buy the cheap ones clean them the'll last
For the strings they need a changin.
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Does that jog your memorey Lintin!
