YOUR SONG

The Weekend Post - - News -

It’s a lit­tle bit funny, this feel­ing in­side I’m not one of those who can eas­ily hide, I Don’t have much money but boy, if I did I’d buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculp­tor but then again, no Or a man who makes po­tions in a trav­el­ing show Oh, I know it’s not much but it’s the best I can do My gift is my song And this one’s for you And you can tell ev­ery­body this is your song It may be quite sim­ple but now that it’s done I hope you don’t mind I hope you don’t mind That I put down in words How won­der­ful life is while you’re in the world I sat on the roof and kicked up the moss Well, a few of the verses, well, they’ve got me quite cross But the sun’s been quite kind While I wrote this song It’s for peo­ple like you that Keep it turned on So ex­cuse me for­get­ting But th­ese things, I do You see, I’ve for­got­ten If they’re green or they’re blue Any­way, the thing is, what I re­ally mean Yours are the sweet­est eyes I’ve ever seen And you can tell ev­ery­body this is your song It may be quite sim­ple but Now that it’s done I hope you don’t mind I hope you don’t mind That I put down in words How won­der­ful life is while you’re in the world I hope you don’t mind I hope you don’t mind That I put down in words How won­der­ful life is while you’re in the world

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