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Bill Grogan's goat (echo) was feeling fine (echo), Ate two red shirts (echo) right off the line (echo). I took a stick, gave him whack, And tied him to a railroad track. The whistle blew, the train grew nigh, Now that poor goat was doomed to die. He gave a shriek of mortal pain, Coughed up that shirt, flagged down train.