"Who's watching him, anyway"........kronk

Walking barefoot in the backwoods

The air is moist

The night is dark

Something is providing light

Odd, that, `cause

there ain't no moon.


Doesn't much matter where I'm going

The river runs

The night birds call

I never ever had a chance with you

Then, we went our separate ways, but

now, I get the feeling that I

just may see you, soon.


Wandering about in no man's land

The feet are torn

The heart is heavy

I really need to shift gears

and power out of this rut

Wipe my slate clean and race

away to never never land

I'll be the masked cowboy and

you can be my bonnie boon.

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