Take Me Way Back
~ To the tune of
Home on the Range ~
O, take me way back
Where no one attacked
The King, for fear
his head he would lack
Where seldom was heard
a sound or a word
that wasn't worshiping
The King, That Monster, The King
Home, home for a serf
A straw hut on a hard piece of turf
He'd better behave
And work like a slave
and never make one tiny wave
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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