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30 August, 2016 - NME.com
Lily Allen has insisted she is "absolutely fine" after a national newspaper ran a story claiming she "dramatically collapsed after a public drinking and smoking binge" at London's Notting Hill Carnival over the weekend. Alongside a screen shot of an email apparently warning her that the story would be running, the singer wrote on Twitter: "Truth is I'm just a lightweight, I had 2 cans of strongbow on an empty stomach. I'm here now and I'm absolutely fine." Truth is I'm just a lightweight, I had 2 cans of strongbow on an empty stomach. I'm here now and I'm absolutely fine pic.twitter.com/nz8XFg1bTZ— Pokemom (@lilyallen) August 29, 2016 Shortly beforehand, Allen had shared a picture of herself standing up and smiling with the caption: "Nothing to see here." Nothing to see here pic.twitter.com/4nrwkHXSBj— Pokemom (@lilyallen) August 29, 2016 The Sun's article featured pictures of the singer seemingly drinking cider and whisky as well as rolling a cigarette which was described as "suspicious-looking". It also included pictures of the singer apparently being carried over a man's shoulders. Earlier last week Allen had reassured fans she was safe and well after returning from a holiday in Italy, which has been hit by a major earthquake. The singer tweeted at the time: "Thank you everyone for all your concerned tweets. I had to leave my family holiday in Umbria early to come home for a funeral. Such sad scenes, but feeling blessed that my lot are all OK."
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Woody Guthrie - Ride Around Little Doggies (I Ride An Old Paint)

Oh, little dogies,
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little dogies,
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.

That cattle trail's rough and a hard road to travel,
That old Jack O' Diamonds is a hard card to play.
Get along, get along, get along little dogies,
Get along little dogies and be on your way.

Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little dogies,
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little dogies,
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.

Some boys have hit this old cow trail for pleasure,
But that's where they get it most awfully wrong.
I wish I could tell you the troubles they give us,
As we go rolling these dogies along.

Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little dogies,
It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little dogies,
You know that Wyoming will be your new home.