Rumors Of My Demise

 

 

I still get up

at the crack of dawn

I still work hard

my muscles strong

 

Wash my own car

mow my own lawn

so don't act like

I'm already gone

 

Despite a hitch in

my get-along

I ain't come close

to slowin' down

 

My lotto ticket

still ain't been drawn

so don't act like

I'm already gone.

 

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◄ Wounded Heart

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Don Matthews

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 21:27

I 'aint heard no rumour
Maybe too far away?
Please don't crash bang fade off
What more can I say?

You're doin' all the right things
At least you still get up
You ride your ride-on mower
You seem a healthy pup

What more can I say?

Ahah you wash your own car
This is good to hear
Don't take it round to carwash
Give up and have a beer

I'll wait round till a rumour
Drifts way down south to Aus
I won't believe a bleedin' thing
I won't believe just cos ?

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Heart of Lead

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 21:09

Reminds me of someone I know...

I like it.

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Mae Foreman

Sun 3rd Mar 2019 19:51

Speak up D.! Excellent ?
Thank you
Mae

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