On My Way
I've escaped from Lehi town
The place I felt alone
I was sent to Pleasant Grove
It was to be my home
I've done my time, I've paid my dues
I've left the Salt Lake City
When I'm recieved at Pleasant Grove
I hope they'll think I"m pretty
By Truck, By Train, by Aeroplane,
It's been a long, long trip
I won't get lost again I hope
The sender he would flip
The end is near, I'm nearly there
My journey's nearly through
I'm headed for a wall I hope
For all her friends to view
I'm on my way
Copyright © Jim Martin | Year Posted 2014
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