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    Well, once I was a stone, many years ago
    Into a pool was thrown, many years ago
    Time went by and the pool ran dry
    Excavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heat
    By the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith

    Well once I was a sword, many years ago
    And my blade was broad, many years ago
    Wore it with pride, and into battle I'd ride, on a warrior side
    And cut my tail, their was loss of my tail
    And soon did rust ,corrode to dust, oh my

    Well once I was a daisy, many years ago
    In pastures green and lazy, many years ago
    But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat
    And forgetting to float he sunk like a lead and stayed until dead
    And was relieved to find just how kind it all was

    Well once I was a grub, many years ago
    And I lived in moat bed mud, many years ago
    But on the very first moon, I became a Cocoon
    That resembled a prune, and when the good Lord was done
    In the warmth of the sun, I shed my skins
    And dried my wings and flew away

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    Well once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival
    And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the meadow
    And once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the Bible
    I said "pretty boy, pretty boy, Saint Luke!"

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    Well once I was a mule, many years ago
    And my master treat me cruel, many years ago
    By by I was sick, so I moved to a kick,
    So I took out a stick , laid it back across my back
    To an almighty crack to his dismay
    I cast away, into the blue

    Then I was born a human baby, many years ago
    I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago
    All our hopes were piled on the back of a child
    Who turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayer
    And caused the parson to swear so I took my leave
    To lie and thieve, my way to jail

    Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
    Known good times and disaster
    But now I've found a teacher and the teacher has a master
    And the master is perfection, so he'll help us get there faster
    Don't need no proof, 'cause it's the truth, and I'll drink to that!

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    Composición: Ronnie Lane

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