Geraldine
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Written by Marty Stuart and
Al Anderson
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Well, that ole
train come rollin'
Right through my backyard
When it went across that levy
I was cryin' so hard
I'm here to tell ya people
Well, it's an awful shame
Girl done broke my heart
Geraldine was her name
Geraldine
Geraldine
Why you do me like you do
Why you have to be so mean
Geraldine
Geraldine
Well I think she's gone to Memphis
Done found another man
Well they tell me he's a gambler
He plays a winnin' hand
Got a pocket full of money
Got a long black Cadillac
She left me in Mississippi
I ain't never comin' back
Geraldine
Geraldine
Why you do me like you do
Why you have to be so mean
Geraldine
Geraldine
Ever since our fightin'
It's empty in my stall
Looked up at your picture
Well, it fell down off the wall
I'll be doin' pretty good
Till that sun goes down
I start thinkin' 'bout my baby
Over in that other town
Geraldine
Geraldine
Why you do me like you do
Why you have to be so mean
Geraldine
Geraldine
Geraldine
Why you have to be so pretty
Just have to be so mean
Have to be so pretty
Well you have to be so mean
Geraldine
Geraldine
Geraldine
Geraldine
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I'm Blue, I'm Lonesome
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Written by Bill Monroe
and Hank Williams, Sr.
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The lonesome
sound of a train going by
Makes me wanna stop and cry
I recall the day it took you away
I'm blue, I'm lonesome too
Well, when I hear that whistle blow
I want to pack my suitcase and go
The lonesome sound of a train going by
Makes me want to stop and cry
In the still of the night, in the pale
moonlight
The wind it moans and sighs
These awful blues, I just can't lose
I'm blue, I'm lonesome too
Well, when I hear that ole lonesome whistle
blow
I want to pack my suitcase and go
The lonesome sound of a train going by
Makes me want to stop and cry
I'm blue, I'm lonesome too
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When It Comes To Loving
You
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Written by Marty Stuart
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I keep on wanting
you, with all my heart
Time stands still for me, every minute that
we're apart
I keep on needing you, well that's just what
I do
Can't seem to help myself when it comes to
loving you
There's a fire that burns down in my soul
It comes with the feeling that just won't
let me go
It started the first time that we kissed
And left me with a memory that I just can't
resist
I keep on wanting you, with all my heart
Time stands still for me, every minute that
we're apart
I keep on needing you, well that's just what
I do
Can't seem to help myself when it comes to
loving you
You're not here, I still can feel your touch
Well, I grow weak at the thought of loving
you so much
I
keep on wanting you, with all my heart
Time stands still for me, every minute that
we're apart
I keep on needing you, well that's just what
I do
Can't seem to help myself when it comes to
loving you
Can't seem to help myself when it comes to
loving you |
Rough Around The Edges
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Written by Marty Stuart
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Well I woke
up this morning, with miles of life behind
me
My friends and family worry, cause they
don't know where to find me
Once again, I beg forgiveness, another lost
night in my soul
Some bad's got a hold on me and they just
won't let me go
Rough around the edges, it's hard to face
myself
The mirror in the morning shows a man who
looks like death
Can't seem to find a way to steady up and
gain control
Rough around the edges, the devil's reaching
for my soul
Well I can't blame nobody for this awful
shape I'm in
I've shook a hundred helping hands, then go
fall down again
People talk about me, oh that just adds to
all the shame
I straighten up for a day or two, then the
bottle calls my name
Rough around the edges,
it's hard to face myself
The mirror in the morning shows a man
who looks like death
Can't seem to find a way to steady up
and gain control
Rough around the edges, the devil's
reaching for my soul
Rough around the edges, the devil's
reaching for my soul
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Sad House, Big
Party
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Written by Marty Stuart
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There's
people round here that I don't know
Friends I've never seen justa come and go
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Got a room full of people, but I'm all alone
This honky tonk used to be our home
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Might as well go ahead and blow my top
Blues keep a-comin' well they don't stop
Loud covers lonely, it's the one and only
Little thing that seems to help at all
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Might as well go ahead and blow
my top
Blues keep a-comin' well they don't stop
Loud covers lonely, it's the one and only
Little thing that seems to help at all
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Sad house, big party, she's gone
Sad house, big party, she's gone
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Talking To The Wall
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Written by Warner MacPherson
and Bill Montague
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Oh I might as well
be talking to the wall
I've known so long with me, you've been
unsatisfied
So I finally found the strength to say
goodbye
Why already I've forgot a million memories
And leaving you was easy as could be
But I might as well be talking to the wall
When I tell myself I'm not missing you at
all
Cause every time you come around, I fall
And I might as well be talking to the wall
Oh it seems there's not a day that some
friend of mine
Wanna bring back a memory I recall
Then I smile and say, "You know, it's been a
long, long time
And I hardly remember her at all"
But I might as well
be talking to the wall
When I tell myself I'm not missing you
at all
Cause every time you come around, I
fall
And I might as well be talking to the
wall
Yes, I might as well be talking to the
wall
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Life Has Its Ups And
Downs
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Written by Margaret Ann Rich
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Don't know how to
tell her
I didn't get that raise in pay today
And I know how much she wanted
The dress in Baker's window
It breaks my heart to see her have to wait
And cancel all the plans she made to
celebrate
But I can count on her to take it
With a smile and not a frown
She knows that life has its little ups and
downs
Like ponies on a merry-ground
And no one grabs the brass ring every time
But she don't mind
She wears a gold ring on her finger
And it's mine
New house plans we've had so long
I guess will gather dust another year
And the daffodils are blooming
That she planted way last fall upon the hill
And over by the gate
Lord knows I hate to say again we'll have to
wait
But you can bet she'll just take it
With a smile and not a frown
She knows that life has its little ups and
downs
Like ponies on a merry-go-round
And no one grabs the brass ring every time
But she don't mind
Oh baby don't mind
She wears a gold ring on her finger
I'm so glad that it's mine
She wears a gold ring on her finger
And I'm so glad that it's mine
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Look At That Girl
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Written by Marty Stuart
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The way she walks, she got
style
The way she moves, drives me wild
She's got a cute little talk
So sophisticated
Make dynamite go boom
Crazy
Y'all look at her once
Look at her twice
Three times
Nice
Look at that girl
Look at that girl
Look at that girl
Look at that girl
From country boy to the Duke of Earl
Say look at that girl
Sparkles like a diamond
She's a natural stone
Could lead a righteous heart
Through the danger zone
Well, I'm a tellin' you boys
She's got romancipation
She could loverize
The United Nations
Y'all look at her once
Look at her twice
Cous, three times
So nice
Hey took at that girl
Look at that girl
Look at that girl
Look at that girl
From country boy to the Duke of Earl
Say look at that girl
Well from country boy to the Duke of Earl
Say look at that girl
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Old, Old House
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Written by George Jones and
Hal Bynum
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There's an
old, old house
That once was a mansion
On a hill overlookin' the town
But time's left a wreckage
Where once there was beauty
And soon the old house will tumble down
When the leaves start to fall in autumn
And the rain starts to drip from the trees
There's an old, old man
Who walks in the garden
And his head is bowed in memory
Well they say he built the mansion
For the love of his woman
And they planned to be married in the fall
But her love did wither
In the last days of summer
And the house stood empty after all
When the leaves start to fall in autumn
And the rain starts to drip from the trees
There's an old, old man
Who walks in the garden
And his head is bowed in memory
And his head is bowed in memory
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Streamline (featuring
Tommy Emmanuel)
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Written by Marty Stuart and
Paul Kennerley
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Well I'm a
streamline lover, I go from town to town
I'm a streamline lover, well I go from town
to town
I'll be knockin' on your door, baby
When the sun goes down
Well I'm a smooth operator, backwoods Romeo
Well I'm a smooth operator, backwoods Romeo
Can't see me comin'
But they sure hate to see me go
Well, I walked that road from Mississippi
down to Louisian
I walked that road from Mississippi down to
Louisian
Everybody says, "Here comes that streamline
man"
Got rings on my fingers, wear a John B.
Stetson hat
Got rings on my fingers, wear a John B.
Stetson hat
Got some rattlesnake shoes, now what do you
think about that
Go Tommy
Well I'm a streamline lover, nobody touch my
speed
Streamline lover, baby, nobody touch my
speed
Lightnin' in a bottle, got everything you
need
Well I'm a streamline lover, I go from town
to town
I'm a streamline lover, Tommy Emmanuel goes
from town to town
Knockin' on your door, baby
When the sun goes down
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Uncloudy Day (featuring
Mavis Staples)
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Written by Roebuck "Pop" Staples
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Whoa, they
tell me, of a home, far beyond, the sky
Whoa, they tell me, of a home, far away, so
far away
Whoa, they tell me, of a home, where no
storm, clouds rise
Whoa, whoa, they tell me, of an uncloudy day
Well, well, well, Lord
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Lord they tell me now
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
I, I got a home
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Got a home beyond the sky
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Well, well, Lord
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Lord hey tell me now
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Of a home
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Far, far away
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Oh yes
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Lord they tell me now
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Well, where, no storm
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Where no storm clouds rise
(Yes, oh yes, they tell me)
Well, oh, oh whoa they tell me of an (of an)
uncloudy day
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Boogie Woogie Down The
Jerico Road
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Written by Marty Stuart and
Kenny Vaughan
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Well, Joshua was a
holy man
Charismatic leader of a backwoods band
A real righteous rocking rolling cat supreme
Called to shine a light on Moses' dream
Stranded out in Egypt land
For 40 years, stuck in the sand
Where everybody's wheels were turnin' slow
Here comes the story of the Jericho
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
God said, Joshua, go cat go"
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
Well, an angel appeared with a tremolo sword
Divine appointment from the Lord of Lords
First thing he said was "Joshua away with
the shoes
You on Holy ground, ain't that good news"
From almighty God, the one you thanked
When he split the waters at Jordan's banks
You can step on into his perfect plan
And walk all the way to the promised land
Boogie woogie down the Jericho Road
Boogie woogie down the Jericho Road
Hurry up boy, don't be slow
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
Well
The same Holy Ghost, no more, no less
That led that wanderin' tribe through the
wilderness
Filled Jericho's city with glittering sparks
Put power on the people, lit a fire in their
hearts
Don't know you it was a sight to see
Joshua leading God's army
Six times one they had marched around
But on the seventh day, the walls came down
When the dust settled down on that gospel
blast
The promised land appeared at last
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
Come on Josh, you got miles to go
Boogie woogie down the Jericho road
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Long Walk To Heaven
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Written by Marty Stuart
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Well I'm one
day, one day closer
Than I've ever, been before
One mile, one mile further
Down this tired and weary road
This old world, is full of some trouble
So many heartaches, I have known
Like a pilgrim, I keep on movin'
Cause this world, is not my home
It's a long walk
It's a long walk
It's a long walk to Heaven
And I'm too close, to turn around
Sometimes every, mile's a mountain
And each step, Lord I'm countin'
Until I see, the lights beyond
That crystal sea
Lead me on, lest I falter
Until I kneel down, at your altar
Then, father, please, oh please,
Have mercy on me
Well, well, well, well
Well it's a long walk
It's a long walk
It's a long walk to Heaven
But I'm too close to turn around
Turn around
To turn around
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That Gospel Music
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Written by Marty Stuart and
Kenny Vaughan
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Well, I was
headed home from work, when my car broke
down
I started into walkin', when I heard a
joyful sound
It was gospel music
Comin' from a church house down the street
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
Yeah gospel music put a little spring down
in my feet
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
I ran right up the steps, poked my head in
the door
It sounded so good, man, I had to have some
more
Of that good gospel music
That the choir did sing
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
Yeah that gospel music sure made my joy bell
ring
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
I fell down on my knees, I felt a rumble in
my soul
I thought it was a thunder bolt, it felt
like rock'n'roll
But it was gospel music
Man that choir did rave
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
Yeah gospel music, that's how my soul got
saved
(Hallelujah brother, hallelujah man)
Well, I got my car repaired and off to work
I go
And you can hear it while I'm drivin' on my
radio
I play that gospel music
Sounds so good to me
(Hallelujah brother, Hallelujah man)
That gospel music will surely set your
troubles free
(Hallelujah brother hallelujah man)
(Hallelujah
brother hallelujah man)
(Hallelujah brother hallelujah
man)
(Hallelujah brother hallelujah
man)
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The Gospel Way
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Written by Marty Stuart
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Well, I'm pressing
on
To that upper strand
To the unseen world
Made by my God's hand
Mysterious kingdom
Beyond the sky
Where I'll live forever
After I die
The prayers that I pray
Like mumbling words
Come back to me answered
From the spirit world heard
In the midst of this life
Full of woe and despair
Somebody's listening
Somebody up there
Father above
Hear my plea
Look down with love
Have mercy on me
Lead me on
Day after day
And keep me in
The gospel way
(The gospel way, gospel way)
The cares of this world
Are fading away
Little by little
Day after day
There's coming a time
When I'm gonna fly
Into forever
To the sweet by and by
And I'll see my mother
(Yes, oh yes)
And father there too
(Yes, oh yes)
So many friends
(Yes, oh yes)
To say, "How do you do"
(Yes, oh yes)
I want to see Jesus
(Yes, oh yes)
and hear him say, "Child"
(Yes, oh yes)
"Come and sit down beside me"
(Yes, oh yes)
"And rest for a while"
Father above
Hear my plea
Look down with love
Have mercy on me
Lead me on
Day after day
And keep me in
The gospel way
(The gospel way)
(Gospel way)
The gospel way
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Mercy #1 (featuring
Duane Allen)
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Written by Marty Stuart
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And when I make it
to Heaven on high
I'll be satisfied, I'll be satisfied
And when I'm walking right by his side
I'll be satisfied, I'll be satisfied
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo Mercy
Ooooo
Mercy
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Keep On The Firing
Line
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Traditional
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If you're in the battle for the
Lord and right
Keep on the firing line
If you and my brother surely you must fight
Keep on the firing line
There are many dangers that we all must face
If we die still fighting, it is no disgrace
Cowards in the service will not find a place
So keep on the firing line
Oh you must fight (must fight)
Be brave)be brave)
Against all evil
Never run or even lag behind
If you would win for God and the right
Just keep on the firing line
When we get to Heaven, brother, we'll be
glad
Keep on the firing line
How we'll praise the Savior for the call
we've had
Keep on the firing line
When we see the souls that we have helped to
win
Leading them to Jesus from the path of sin
With the shout of "welcome," we will all
march in
So keep on the firing line
Oh you must fight (must fight)
Be brave (be brave)
Against all evil
Never run or even lag behind
If you would win for God and the right
Just keep on the firing line
Oh you must fight (must fight)
Be brave (be brave)
Against all evil
Never run or even lag behind
If you would win for God and the right
Just keep on the firing line
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My God Will Make A Way
For Me
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Written by Marty Stuart and
Harry Stinson
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I open the
door to God's golden stair
A place I can go, he waits for me there
And in the midst of His beauty
And splendor I stand
He says, "Welcome my child
You're a part of my plan"
And as I walk through this world
I know this to be
My God will make a way for me
The creator of life and the keeper of stars
Knows every struggle and strife
The truth in my heart
He loves as he watches
He knows and he sees
And offers his blessings
For me to receive
And as I walk through this world
I know this to be
My God will make a way for me
And as I walk through this world
Through eternity
My God will make a way for me
A way for me
He'll make a way for me
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Good News
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Written by Marty Stuart,
Paul Martin, Kenny Vaughan, and Harry
Stinson
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Angels Rock Me To Sleep
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Traditional
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My heart is sad, my
soul is weary
While traveling on life's rugged plain
The sky is dark, the day is dreary
It seems all earthly help is vain
Angels rock me to sleep
(Angels rock me to sleep)
In the cradle of love
(In the cradle of love)
Bear me over the deep
(Bear me over the deep)
To the Heaven above
(To the Heaven above)
When the Savior shall call
(When the Savior shall call)
And the shadows shall fall
Angels rock me to sleep
Angels rock me to sleep
Angels rock me to sleep
In the cradle of love
I see a light beyond that river
I see two loving outstretched arms
Oh I hear a voice so warm and tender
Saying, "Child, now come on home"
Well, (well,), well, (well)
Angels rock me to sleep
(Angels rock me to sleep)
In the cradle of love
(In the cradle of love)
Bear me over the deep
(Bear me over the deep)
To the Heaven above
(To the Heaven above)
When the Savior shall call
(When the Savior shall call)
And the shadows shall fall
Angels rock me to sleep
Angels rock me to sleep
Angels rock me to sleep
In the cradle of love
Oh the cradle of love
The cradle of love
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Cathedral
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Written by Marty Stuart
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Well, trouble,
trouble, trouble
Trouble in my way
Well, well, well
I need to go and pray
At the cathedral
At the cathedral
Cathedral is the lovely house of God
Walking down the street
Worries on my mind
Need a, got a drink of water
In these troubled times
At the cathedral
At the cathedral
Cathedral is the lovely house of God
Lord, Lord, Lord
Thank you once again
For giving me a place
To come and be your friend
At the cathedral
At the cathedral
Cathedral is the lovely house of God
Now if you're feeling blue
Need a brand new start
Come and get some love
Deep down in your heart
At the cathedral
At the cathedral
Cathedral is the lovely house of God
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Heaven
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Written by Marty Stuart,
Paul Martin, Kenny Vaughan, and Harry
Stinson
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Whooo, whooo, whooo
There is a land, where I am going
Way beyond, the clouds above
Eternal home, the Kingdom city
Filled with light, from the Savior's love
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven
Whooo, whooo, whooo
Where perfect peace, waits for the weary
Reunion time, with loved ones there
Eternal life, for all God's children
In His love, for all to share
In Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven (Heaven)
Heaven
Whooo, whooo, whooo
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