A Shot in the Dark - Lead Sheet, Page 4 of 4: ...circuit-riding preacher in the Great Midwest found the key to a rocket in his watch-pocket vest. Guess the Devil laid claim to all the rest. But, Christ, that's the way it goes. Jesus Christ, you know how it goes. Oh, but years ago in a minstrel show, I sold snake oil and I played banjo. Kept the crowds from thinnin' too low. Then at midnight led the horses out of town real slow. Moving on and laying low. Sipping some elixir, laughing crazy at the moon, rolling on but going slow.


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