We don't worry
Who is here
And who is not
We love them all
And wish them well
We know what we like
And we're pretty
alright
With whatever you
may like
Because all we do
Is sit and play
music all day
Hit a bowl, drink a
beer
Maybe, if we aren't
persuaded
Otherwise
Go for a hike
We grow love
Like some grow
Tomatoes, tobacco
Or corn - in pretty
Little rows.
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