AThere once was a musical troupe, a Dpickin' singin' Afolk group, They Dsang the mountain Aballads and the folk songs of our Eland, They were Along on musical ability, folk s Dthought they would go Afar, But Dpolitical incompatiAbility, Eled to their downAfall, ? Well the Done on the right was Aon the left, And the Done in the middle was Aon the right, And the Done on the left was Ain the middle, And the Eguy in the rear was a AMethodist, ? This musical aggregation, Dtoured the entire Anation, DSinging traditional Aballads, and the folk songs of our Eland, They perAformed with great virtuosity, and Dsoon they were the Arage, But Dpolitical aniAmosity, preEvailed upon the Astage, ? Well the Done on the right was Aon the left, And the Done in the middle was Aon the right, And the Done on the left was Ain the middle, And the Eguy in the rear burned his Adriver's license, Well the curtain had ascended, ?nd a Dhush fell on the Acrowd, As Dthousands there were Agathered, ?o hear the folk songs of our Eland, But they Atook their politics seriously, ?nd that Dnight at the concert Ahall, As the Daudience watched deAliriously, ?EThey had a free for Aall, ? Well the Done on the right was Aon the bottom, And the Done in the middle was Aon the top, And the Done on the left got a Abroken arm, And the Eguy in the rear said, AOh dear, ? Now this should be a lesson, if you Dplan to start a Afolk group, DDon't go mixin' Apolitics, with the folk songs of our Eland, Just Awork on harmony and 'viction, and Dplay your banjo Awell, And if you Dhave political conAvictions, Ekeep them to yourAself, ? Well the Done on the left Aworks in a bank, And the Done in the middle drives a Atruck, And the Done on the right's an all Anight D.J., And the Eguy in the rear got Adrafted.