To a woodland glade
with a brand new spade
in the middle of the night
I know that it’s not right
I’ve claimed one more
I’m beyond the law
You better stop me soon
From playing my tune
But maybe it’s too late
Here comes the middle eight
There’s a deadly toll
In that grassy knoll
They’re beside the tracks
I’m hazy on the facts
But you did your best
It’s lucky I confessed
Donald Keyman
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