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MARTY WALL
Honest. Authentic. Voice.
Here's Marty and his pal Gary in an opening set at a joint so close to the railroad tracks it shakes with every passing train. The song was written about a childhood haunt that still exists. And the folks who now own that haunt bought a portion of the song to use as their jingle. And they paid in liquor.
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