Ode to Jethero

Old Jethro was a white man with red curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old comp, used to play it across his lap
I'd give old Jethro my money, he'd play all day for me

[Chorus]
Play me a game Jethro, Jethro
I got your drinking money, tune up your comp
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Jethro was the finest player to ever play the Eve


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