timothy young

I am not one to drink
But I always did think
That as a man who is on the rove
I away like a hot meal from the stove
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There was a large cherry tree in my yard
This tree t’was my dad ‘s favorite
And as the cherry tree grew up to thy sky
He did have a decision
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I once did go and I did roam
Across hills and the land
Of Westchester I went and thought to go
Along the river sand
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I was going down town to play
In the month of May
To Busk I was a going
And with my guitar I was playing
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I am decent college student
Who does like to roam
To travel many a mile around
And to go and go
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I will go and I will roam
To go and go and not to know
Which way which way to go
They will know only when I get home
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Their once was man from Westbury town
Who did like to roam
To go Here there every where and go
And Roam he did roam
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And as I go forth on the next boxcar
The blues I have is greater than the star
That shines in the north sky
The one that shines so no more may die
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I man whose motor is always going
Always thin always moving
Standing up for what is right
Hoping to get in a argument not a fight
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