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Hickory Dickory Dock

V5.5

Hickory Dickory Dock [Intro] You've heard this one before. Maybe clean. Maybe not so clean. But nobody ever told you what really happened down at the dock. [Verse 1] Hickory and Dickory Were set to meet down at the dock One o'clock in the morning Not a soul around the block Fog rolling off the water Freighters sleeping in the bay Two men waiting on a Mouse Who had a whole lot left to say Mouse had been squealing Everybody knew there was a rat Hickory suspected Dickory Dickory suspected that Mouse just kept on talking Talking nonstop Buying every second Trying to run out the clock [Pre-Chorus] Twelve fifty-seven Twelve fifty-eight Mouse kept talking Sheriff's boys were running late Twelve fifty-nine Nobody moved Then the clock struck one— [Chorus] Hickory, Dickory Down at the dock Mouse kept squealing Trying to run out the clock The clock struck one Somebody brought a gun McConagal went down And the Mouse went on the run Hickory, Dickory Down at the dock [Verse 2] Deputy McConagal Was waiting down the way Sheriff's boys were listening To every word that Mouse would say They told him, "Keep 'em talking Keep 'em there till one We'll come down and get you When the talking's finally done" But one came and went And nothing went right McConagal stepped from the shadows Into the pale dock light Nobody knows who saw him Nobody knows who drew Nobody knows who fired But somebody damn sure knew [Chorus] Hickory, Dickory Down at the dock Mouse quit squealing Quit watching the clock The clock struck one Somebody fired a gun McConagal went down And the Mouse went on the run Hickory, Dickory Down at the dock [Verse 3] Hickory said, "Wasn't me" Dickory said the same Mouse was halfway down the pier Before anybody called his name Sheriff came running His boys came running too Everybody had a story Not a single one rang true Hickory blamed Dickory Dickory blamed Mouse Mouse said, "Ask the Sheriff's boys They're the ones who staked us out" Sheriff said, "Who shot McConagal?" Hickory shrugged. Dickory shrugged. Somewhere down the dock Mouse kept running. [Breakdown] Who brought the gun? Nobody knows. Who fired the shot? Nobody knows. Was there another rat? Maybe. A mole inside the law? Could be. Who shot McConagal? Nobody knows. And that's the way it stays. [Final Chorus] Hickory, Dickory Down at the dock Mouse kept squealing Trying to run out the clock The clock struck one Somebody fired a gun McConagal went down And the Mouse went on the run Hickory walked Dickory walked Mouse disappeared around the block Three men One shot One body on the dock Hickory Dickory Dock [Outro] Years went by Stories got short Names disappeared From the Sheriff's report Nobody remembered McConagal Nobody remembered the gun They only remembered The clock struck one And somewhere along the way The whole thing got turned around Till all anybody knew was— Hickory, dickory, dock The Mouse ran up the clock The clock struck one The Mouse ran down Hickory... Dickory... Dock. [Spoken] Who shot the deputy? Hell if I know.