When I Was A Boy
When I was a boy one thing I could do
That my brother couldn't at all you see
He was better on the ground that's so true
But I learned he couldn't shimmy a tree
He'd run faster than my little legs could bend
Then lift far more then I would even dare
But the soft maple tree he couldn't ascend
While I would be twenty feet in the air
One day I ascended the maple tree trunk
While he stood looking up from the ground
When he starts shaking the tree my heart sunk
My brother was ornery this day I had found
I hung on for dear life until he quit
When I came down, he then laughed just a bit
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