Gentleman's Lament
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Lyrics
Cars bellering sputtering chimneys Stifling smothering people Hastily baking away James, I must retire to the country Should I linger much longer I shall surely expire James, all I want are some horsies A nice river with fishes And a cold place to die Saddle up, the blacksmith has fashioned blades Skating thoroughbreds on frozen Mississippi Shooting holes to catch the fishies hit and run Viscous thoughts slosh slowly on through cluttered mind Fishies figure eight and horsies butterfly Butler scratches chin and sighs, wonders why
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:47
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 203 BPM