I'll never be a banker, I thank
Nor yet the giants who share
And I wouldn't want and couldn't hold
the power that comes with kings.
For I'm sure they haven't time to sit like me,
So I sit and let the blues roll over me.
And as I sit I wonder what
The splendid thoughts that
Pray trouble not your mind
For I'm long gone into the
Where still there lie some windmill sails
And friends you meet smile
So I sit and let the blues roll over me
And as I sit I wonder what
I've done somehow to earn
The splendid thoughts that come into my head,
I wish you well in your hustling,
Deprives you of the simple joys, not I
A loving life and long if you survive
Six foot down and six foot still to go
So I sit and let the blues roll over me I
let the breath of sunshine clear my head
And as I sit I wonder what I've
The splendid thoughts that
And as I sit I wonder what I've
The splendid thoughts that
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