It's Not a Lie if It Was Never Intended to Be True

         Old Taylor said

                Old Taylor meant to cry, oh my

                Field marshal meant

                Field marshal went away again

                Look out below, the tides

                Lean heavily like wine.

            We are all innocent, in spite of you and me

Then Martha went

Yes, Martha went away again

Down in Transvaal

Where crocodiles and men fight on.

They would have played all night

Even with loaded dice.

    It's gold that eats the heart and leaves the bones to dry

                Segovia watched

            Gendarmerie and all, that's all

        The radio man

                Amanda, did you choose your tune?

        She walked away in time.

        She walked a crooked line.

So gracefully she turned her head and smiled away. 

-bill kenny