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he auctioneer said, I'm not through yet,

Here's a horse the likes of which you've never seen,

And the straw hats in the sun, with a face beneath each one,

Shown doubtful and the auctioneer got mean.

Do you think that you can find a horse like this every day?

I don't think there's any better on this earth,

And the more you pay, the more it's worth.

Then out she came, a snow-white mare,

Prancin' and a dancin' in the silver sun,

They watched her from behind, as she did her bump and grind,

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Don McLean – The more you pay testo e traduzione (al clic) in italiano