It's not the roundin' up and the ropin' and the brandin' of the cattle , er voters . . . that's the big problem for Jolly Ranchers. It's gettin' 'em to market - hundreds of bone weary miles from the southern tip of Morgan Park to the railhead at Ravenswood. That's where I come in. Political Favor's my name, I mean Rahm Emanuel . . . er, - trail boss.
I'm back on the ballot again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the Lakefront L'brals feed
On medic'nal wacky weed
Back on the ballot again
Ridin' the high wave once more
Totin' my old Joey Moore
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back on the ballot again
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back on the ballot again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back on the ballot again
I'm back in the ballot again
Out where a paper's a friend
Where the Lakefront Li'brals feed
On medic'nal wacky gypsum weed
Back on the ballot again
Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old Joey Moore
Where you sleep out every night
Trib 'n Times twist Laws right
Back on the ballot again
Sing it Like Gene would! Gene Autry !
Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back on the ballot again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back on the ballot again
Wishbone, anyone?
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