Roses for Columbus

Roses for Columbus
 He's found another land
 Oysters from the children
 Fall between their hands
 Roses for Columbus
 Who sleeps on virgin sands
 Flowers from the children
 Fall between their hands
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 He lies upon the ocre sands
 And tells them what he saw
 To his health they drink his eastern rum
 And dance upon the shore
 And when there's silence
 And only the ocean sound
 He gently turns his bearded head
 "You know the worlds is round"
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 Fingers full of eastern rings
 Pockets full of gold
 Open up his yellow map
 You'll find another fold
 Roses for Columbus
 Who sails with silk and lace
 Behind unknown horizons
 He'll find another face