Ol Billy Hail
Ol Billy Hail
He was tough as a nail.
He would out work any man,
with just his left hand.
He had a heart of gold,
Is what the story told.
Always singing a song,
as he worked along.
He sang " So lonely, I wanna change the world,
Then I'll get to kiss the right girl."
To change the world, he tried
But in the end he just died.
Only to be remembered
as the man that cut timber.
The Life of A Fictious Person Ol Billy Hail
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Copyright © Angela Alldredge | Year Posted 2010
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