All In All
All in all
I do recall a time this man was new
You rubbed that ring for all the things
you wish that I would do
In my prime I would not be your genie your guru
but I would stomp my ways through rainy
days to wake the sun for you
The music took the pain away
You yell and shout and sing
The cd plays a world ok
The world I want to bring
Copyright © Roger Jordan | Year Posted 2005
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