text:  I got that good old raw lean blood tonic medicine. I'm a poet, if you don't think I'm a poet. Watch me show it. Well, a bow-legged rooster, a duck-legged hen. I made a little date about half past ten. Was it sad? All boys was bad. Yeah, I asked the rooster crowed and the hen turned around. Want romance, you got to run me down. Was it sad?