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It was just after dark when the truck started down
the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
He was a young driver
just out on his second job.
And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
for everyone in that coal-scarred city
where children play without despair
in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day
about thirty thousand .....
He passed a sign that he should have seen
saying "shift to low gear a fifty dollar fine my friend."
He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
who was waiting at the journey's end.
He started down the two mile drop
the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
Just a few more miles to go
then he'd go home and have her ease his long cramped day away.
and the smell of thirty
He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights
delights went through him.
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His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.
But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
He said "Christ!"
It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide
riding on his fear-hunched back
was every one of those yellow green
I'm telling you thirty....
He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
And he said "God make it a dream!"
as he rode his last ride down.
And he said "God make it a dream!"
as he rode his last ride down.
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And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars
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clipped off thirteen telephone poles
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hit two houses bruised eight trees
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and Blue-Crossed seven people.
it was then he lost his head
not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
And he smeared for four hundred yards
along the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
All those thirty.....
You know the man who told me about it on the bus
as it went up the hill out of Scranton Pennsylvania
he shrugged his shoulders he shook his head
and he said (and this is exactly what he said)
N.C.
"Boy that sure must've been something.
Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
Yes there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #1
A woman walks into her room where her child lies sleeping
and when she sees his eyes are closed
she sits there silently weeping
and though she lives in Scranton Pennsylvania
She never ever eats ... Bananas
Not one of thirty thousand pounds .... of bananas
Ending #2:
Yes we have no bananas
We have no bananas today
(Spoken: And if that wasn't enough)
Yes we have no bananas
Bananas in Scranton P A
Tabbed by Archibald Edmund Binns
Pueblano '09
(moins de barrés)