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A NICKLE OR TWO A DAY
I walked into a country store,
as the rain came pouring down.
the man that was the owner there,
was old,feeble and frowned,
As i stood there,he came up to me,
and said "what can i do for you".
i'll just have a soft drink sir,
if thats alright with you.
He said anything will help my boy,
for i've been here all day.
and you'er the first customer that i've had,
I even thought would pay.
As i listen to him tell his story,
and saw the tear in his eye.
I wondered what kind of friends he had.
that would leave this old man here to die.
For he had let them have all the credit he could.
and they had refused to pay,
and this old man could hardly get by on,
a nickle or two aday
