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  • You can borrow other men’s words, you may use other men’s melodies, but you only know one way to give them meaning . . . . . . . with Your voice.

    (Lyrics 1965 by Harry Shannon, Melody 1968 by Jim Sissel, arranged and performed by Bill Huey)

    “Early one morning, I started to roam,
    I left my family, my friends and my home,
    Now I wonder, so lost and alone, I’m on my own.”

    “I’ve been cross this country and I’ll be back again,
    I never had nobody that I could call friend,
    I need somebody to call to comfort me, I’m on my own”

    “I need somebody to help me stand the pain,
    someone who will love me, and whisper my name,
    light golden hair, her eyes of soft blue,
    She’ll cry like a baby maybe laugh, laugh like a clown.”

    “Early one morning, I started to roam,
    I left my family, my friends and my home,
    Now I wonder, so lost and alone, I’m on my own.”

    (photo - Aaron and Cosmo navigating the American Ocean, March 23, 2002, Quay County, New Mexico)
    Journal entry • http://www.aaronhuey.com/walk/pages/aaronhuey/pages/entry60.html
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