The Dark Years
In the dark years before Redemption
Sometime after DeLilah
Wars were fought on sacred ground
Only to defend
In the name of Louie the first
Certain battles did rage on
Hesekiah staked his claim
There was nothing to be done
Legends came and went
There was darkness everywhere
Someone thought thirteen was lucky
And then forgot to breathe
After that and before Redemption
Some tales were never told
The Trainman finally Let it Go
I heard the six cars rolled
The sons of eeny meeny
Spent the bounty on a car
The sons of Olive Eo demand
Their sister drives the car
The sons of Joe McMar
Changed their name down at the bar
Their mother kept on calling there
And getting the wrong McMAr
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
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