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when the truck started down
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The hill that leads into Scranton,
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Carrying thirty thousand pounds of
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bananas
He was a young driver,
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just out on his second job
next day's pasty fruit
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For everyone in that cold scarred city
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Where children played without despair
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In backyard slag piles
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and folks managed to eat each day
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About thirty thousand pounds
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Yes, just about thirty thousand
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Dreamin' again, John Of bananas
He passed a sign that he should
have seen
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Sayin' shift to low gear,
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a fifty dollar fine, my friend
about a warm -breathed woman
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who was waitin' at the journey's end
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He started down the two -mile drop,
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the curvin' road that wound
He was pushin' on through
the shortenin' miles
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that ran down to the depot
Just a few more miles to go,
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then he'd go home and have her
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ease his long cramped day away
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And the smell of 30 ,000
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pounds of banana
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Yes, the smell of 30 ,000
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pounds of banana
He was pickin' up speed
as the city spread
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its twinklin' lights below him
But it paid no heed as the
shiverin' thoughts
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of the night's delights went through him
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His foot nursed the brakes
to slow him down
But the pedal floored easy without a sound
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it was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now
He was trapped inside a
dead -end hill slide
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Riding on his fear hunchback
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was every one of those yellow green
I'm telling you,
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thirty thousand pounds of bananas
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Yes, there were 30 ,000
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pounds of bananas
He barely made the sweeping curve
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that led into the steepest grade
And he missed the thankful passing bus
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at 90 miles an hour
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And he said, God, make it a dream,
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as he wrote his last track down
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He said, God, make it a dream,
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as he wrote his last track down
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And they sideswiped 19 neat park cars,
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clipped off 13 telephone poles
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Hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
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and blew across seven people
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It was then he lost his head,
not to mention an arm or two,
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And he smeared for four hundred yards
along a hill that leads into Scranton,
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All those thirty thousand
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pounds
You know the man who told me
about it on the bus
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out of Scranton, Pennsylvania
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He shrugged his shoulders,
he shook his head,
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and he said,
and this is exactly what he said,
Boy, it sure must have been chunkin'
Just imagine 30 ,000 pounds of bananas
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Yes, there were 30 ,000 pounds
Of Bananas, of Bananas, just
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Bananas, 30 ,000 pounds, of
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Ba nanas, not no driver now, just
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