Someone strummed
Their guitar
Around the campfire
Someone cracked
a joke
about eating beans
No originality
But these people
Are my people
And I wouldn’t trade them
For the world

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Someone strummed
Their guitar
Around the campfire
Someone cracked
a joke
about eating beans
No originality
But these people
Are my people
And I wouldn’t trade them
For the world
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