I was born on All Saints' Day,
My young life was mapped out,
I was a good boy in school,
I didn't shout out,
I worked hard, I played hard,
And a had a good time,
I was one of life's little angels
Most of the time,
But I had no friends in College,
Lost my long-sight in the books,
The Deans were not helpful,
More like a bunch of crooks,
After four years, I was not bitter,
I had a degree to my name,
But it's been ten years since,
And I'm still seeking my fame,
If there is one thing I've learned,
At the age of thirty-two,
It's life ain't up to me,
And it ain't up to you,
There's a reason I was put here,
Patience will bring it out,
'Cos the the Good Lord foresees,
That his Saints never lose out
♥ Country Music ♥
© Liam D. E. Jones 10/01/12
In my head, I have the music to, "Amanda," (Waylon Jennings).
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