Paul the Lion Poems

In some lonesome dusty saloon
Sittin' on a broken bar stool
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How you have traveled, my drifting daughter
And how you've come home, all sordid and spattered
What has happened to you, you used to look so sunny
Now you're so very solemn, and no longer funny
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Flowers blooming, rivers flowing, sunlight shining in a sky of blue
In the shade, under the willow, love is showing as I sing to you

Soft morning sunrise, blue birds chirping, happy to see few cotton clouds
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Everything you say
Brightens my day
Every moment you choose not to speak
Makes me feel so very weak
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There's a pretty woman who works at the store
a mile or less from the bay shore
I was living another day without concept
when I walked in there, I was surprised, I didn't expect
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I used wake with the moon, starin' up the stars
Have a handle of whiskey for breakfast
I'd split from place to place
Wherever some easy money was
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Where have you gone, Johnny Cash?
I and millions miss you

You stood for the blue collar man
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Who'll be there
to comfort you gently
to hold your hands
to feel your pain
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All my days are full of rain
Never sun
Only rain
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In the morning the flowers start blooming
The birds start singing
The bees start buzzing
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