Bridge To Paradise
When he was a kid,he took his own advice,
Set off on his own for the bridge to paradise.
He looked high and low,on the different roads he took,
There was a lot of places he's been,and some places he didn't look.
He got married,had kids of his own and forgot about his advice,
With his mind on his family,he forgot about the bridge to paradise.
As he grew in age and failing health with his family,
An old friend told him,the bridge to paradise you cannot see.
As he lay on his deathbed,he remembered this advise,
Looked to the lord for thanks and found the bridge to paradise.
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