paroles de chanson Henry's Song - Jason Collett
He
laughed
at
everything
but
the
joke
Smoking
that
last
cigarette
refusing
the
blindfold
He
made
that
kind
of
impression
Or
was
it
nuisance,
I
don't
know
Hopeless
and
romantic,
drunk
on
the
blood
of
love
A
fool
with
intention
though
naturally
blessed
His
heart
many
times
broken
but
never
with
regret
Always
rash
with
wisdom
outrageous
and
unkept
Talking
like
St.Francis
in
a
very
friendly
woman's
bed
With
all
the
beauty,
will
all
the
beauty
dug
from
the
dirt
He
was
happy,
he
was
happy,
he
was
the
happiest
man
on
earth
Possesed
with
vision,
eclipsed
by
lust
He
fell
from
grace
with
abandon
but
was
lifted
up
He
always
went
for
the
Madonna
who
was
somewhat
of
a
whore
Or
was
it
the
whore
who
was
some
kind
of
Madonna
With
all
the
beauty,
will
all
the
beauty
dug
from
the
dirt
He
was
happy,
he
was
happy,
he
was
the
happiest
man
on
earth
Righteous
and
holy,
righteous
and
holy
as
a
junkyard
sunflower
He
was
happy,
he
was
happy,
he
was
the
happiest
man
on
earth
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