As sung by Connery, age 5:
Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free,
Raised in the woods so he knew every tree
Killed in a bar, when he was only three.
Kinda makes the rest of the story problematic.
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18 February 2009
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