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Ten little indians standing in a line
One got executed then there were nine
Nine little indians haven't long to wait
One got syphilis and then there were eight
Eight little indians trying to get to heaven
One found Jesus and then there were seven

Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

Seven little indians playing pick up sticks
One got burned real bad and then there were six
Six little indians trying to stay alive
Once didn't do so well and then there were five
Five little indians banging on the door
One got in and then there were four

Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

Four little indians hiding in a tree
One passed out drunk and then there were three
Three little indians not much left to do
One left for Mexico and then there were two
Two little indians playing with a gun
One got shot and then there was one.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight

One little indian nothing to be done
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

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