It's getting warm ti.e to go fishing
A big bass is what I'm wishing
Eat it at home that'd be fine
Or cook it up at a church fish fry
Goodnight
Good night Sweet dreams Rest your head The day is done The day was long Sleep now While fairies dance in your head
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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