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A Journey Bourne

Ah war out a walkin
Ut war a Sunday morn
Mah chores war all did
Warn't no need fer me et home

Ah walks along tha river
What does goes by er place
Hearin tha crickets singin
Un watchin dragonflies un tha chase

Tha rivers a little lively
Fer tha rain done brung er up
Un stead uve a little girgle
Ut souns more like "sup"

Ah war almost ta mah favor ite log 
Wen ah does sees a dog
He jist stans un looks et me
N ah's goes walkin up

Then ah' see's uh movement
Un ut war a horse 
He sniffs tha air un stares et me
Un never makes a noise

Over thar un mah log
Un much ta mah surprise
 War un ol' man sittin 
Un never even blinks un eye

Ah jist kinda moz ies over
Un sits down un tha end
Tryin hard not ta bothers um
Cause he war a snorin

Then thar war a little sound
Frum a rock across tha way
We's both looks ovar thar
Ta see's what tha frog has ta say

As he war a sayin his piece
The dog cumed right up
He war gonna catch tha guy
But he has ta swims tha river first

Than tha horse done gived a whinney
Un walks up ta tha man
Nuzzlin tha fellers cheek
An pawin tha white san'

Ah sez "I's sorry 
If'n I's buttin un"
Tha ol' man done shakes his head
Tilts his hat un sez "No mam"

"We's jist un a journey
Un sides ta takes a break
Ut war kinda perty here
So we's jist sits here un tha shade"

"Horse youse jist stops ut
Her ain't did nothin wrong
Her jist likes ta listen ta 
Tha little feller's song"

"Dog youse cumes back here
Youse don't likes ta swim
If'n youse two don't calms down
We'll be's un er way again

"Well ah's sorry mam
Ut's still perty early un tha morn
But ah guesses Wild Lighten un Duke
Er ready ta goes un with er journey bourne"


Cile Beer



Thanks Bob Hinshaw for the idea

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