This makes as much sense as a frog on a chain. A leper knocking trees down with his fist. Twisting my ear like I'm a school yard churl. You know I wanna sit beside that long legged girl.
Katy's down by the cellar door. calls for me to go. back down to the clover. singing soft and low. singing soft and low. . my little one's mother is. holding him and crying.