it is a little bit funny this filling inside, I'm not one of those who can easily hide, i dont have much money but boy could live, if i was a scriptor then again no, or a man who makes posting in a traveling show, i know it's not much but it is the best i can do, my gift is my son's and this ones for you and you tell me everything this is your song, it may be quite simple, but now that its done i hope you dont mind i hope you dont mind that i put down words how wonderful life is while you are in ths world i sat on the roof and kicked off the moss, will a few of verses get me quite across but the suns been quite kind while i wrote this song it is for people like you that keep it tuned up