the river

so I arrive

and give a little master class

with a bit of money

my song and dance

for all it’s worth

glorifies my Muse

do I look good

in this ensemble

oh God of this great

place and ever

wheres

the good doctor seen what his

duty was and he done it

love him for that

my friend we do pass that way

but once and for all

ways hereabouts ain’t the same

why music fills the air of lone

gone old times

here’s our friend the artiste

the great stone city

full of bridges

you tell me about the avenue

it ain’t there no more

who is this wise man

this mythical man