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Ronnie Lane - The Poacher lyrics
Was fresh and bright and early I went towards the river But nothing still has altered just the seasons ring a change There stood this old timer For all the world's first poacher His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind: Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child Well I've no use for riches And I've no use for power And I've no use for a broken heart I'll let this world go by There stood this old timer For all the world's first poacher His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind: Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child |
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