It took three days

It took three days

I heard a story about you
Just the other day
Don’t need to hear your view
There’s nothing left for you to say

Two sides to a story
And sometimes to a face
Ah yes the price of glory
Will put you in your place

You can give away your silver
You can give away your gold
You can give away your friends
On the way to getting old

Can always get more silver
Can always get more gold
But love and trust and friendship
Don’t think I’d care to be that bold


Neils
1/23/1986
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transcribed this time
11:05 am
02/28/2005