Wednesday, November 1, 2017

HERE I GO

Walking down the highway I see a lonely man sitting on the roadside with his head in his hands  So I asked him what’s the problem and this is what he said
My wife left me took the car and the kids
My house burnt down and my dog is now dead
I have nowhere to go, no shelter for my head

So here I go on my own again
Walking through those dusty fields
Here I go where no one has been
Here I go down the road

So I turned to him and said I’d walk a ways with him
For I have nowhere to go and no one to turn to
I am walking to forget my troubles to
Together we picked up our packs and walking sticks and started down the road
We walk for a ways then cut through a cornfield filling our packs as we go.

So here we go on my own again
Walking through those dusty fields
Here we go where no one has been
Here we go down the road

Later in the evening we stopped to set up camp
We start a roaring fire and take the corn from our packs
We cooked an ate the corn and went to bed
In the morning I woke to find my friend had gone
He left a note on my pack before the breaking dawn
It said thanks for the friendship but now I must move on

So here I go on my own again
Walking through those dusty fields
Here I go where no one has been

Here I go down the road

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