An Old Man's Last Words
Come along and jump into time,
But do not ask why,
Because I dont want you to cry,
Remember all our times together?
Like when you wore that silly feather?
And when we camped in that dreadful weather?
Your love is something that can't be sold,
And so you should never be told,
That our love will lose it's hold,
Just because I am so old.
This may wound you like a gun,
But my life is almost done,
Now I must run,
Before death has his fun,
Because I want to kiss my loved one,
Before I...
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