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Sat here by this stony brook until the grey day turned to dust |
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When up swam a fish with a children's book thought that I was lost. |
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He was on his way to the salmon hop, that's where they go to breed |
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Saw me sitting on this log and thought I'd like to read. |
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The night was cloudy but the moon he found a hole |
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Said that he felt bad for me cause I had no place to go |
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Why aren't you at the harvest ball with some sweet young gal |
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You just sit like a bump on the log and call that fish your pal. |
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Well, I told him I was an orphan lived here all alone |
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But many people have often tried to catch and take me home |
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They never caught me! |
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Thought that I was a hiding, call this log my home |
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But the fish and the moon and a sweet young gal |
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All want me for their own. |
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The night was cloudy but the moon he found a hole |
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Said that he felt bad for me cause I had no place to go |
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So I met that gal at the harvest ball, she took me to her room |
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While I slept in children's dreams, the fish ran away with the moon. |
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The fish ran away with the moon |
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The fish ran away with the moon. |