Good luck
To the man of the city
May he find the door to freedom!
That ol' horseshoe is getting quite rusty
And his ol' heart is getting fussy
His eyes are blood shot too
He keeps searching high and low
Persistently so
But only shadows of freedom does he ever see
He is a tortured man
The city is quite muddy
It is hard work to trudge on through
Good luck
To the man of the city
May he find the door to freedom!
It is a dream we hope will not die with him
That ol' horseshoe is getting quite rusty
And his ol' heart is getting fussy
Good luck
To the man of the city
May he find the door to freedom!
DMM
9/28/2009
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