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Horse Feathers
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So Long
It was I, Poor as a baby and twice the fool, feral and rude, the song that I sing, it is a tune in the key of, a young man with means.
It was I, Bothered to witness, and pained to see, wIth two failing knees, well into her age, every morning my Grandmother, would work for a wage.
It's a cold blooded tale, here's the last coffin nail. . .
So long to a life carefree, It's passing by with each year or three, I'll call it aloud, I'll call it by name, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com the young and the vain, they are one and the same.
It was I, Weathered, and battered, and compromised. Dull in the eyes. The song that I sung, it is the melody of one who longs to be young.
It's a cold blooded tale, here's the last coffin nail. . .
So long to a life carefree, It's passing by with each year or three, I'll call it aloud, I'll call it by name, Beauty and loss, they are one and the same.
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