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Hour of Need
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2011 A pinch of this
a pinch of that
throw your money
in my hat
I'll dance you a dance
I'll sing you a song
then you'll soon be gone
Spare me your time
spare me a dime
and I'll chant you a rhyme
My feet have grown cold
and I'm growing old
My soul it is weary
this weather quite dreary
So do a good deed
please pay me heed
in my hour of need
