There is nothing like an old barn
To leave a trail of history
So worn and tired and weary
A thrilling tale of mystery
But don’t they have such beauty
From outside to inside walls?
Treasured animals once lived there
Within their sturdy stalls
Oh look at how the moss and rust
Has covered the outside
Yes, secrets of a lifetime
Perhaps a hundred years reside
When we travel ‘cross the country
Little towns we come upon
Oh Lord, so many questions
Collect in my mind as I look on
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A story that should be told?
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So your tale can then unfold!
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