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By Jack Joseph Smith
Song
A crow in the nightt
You can't see it out of sight
Yes she will come at you
Suddenly a swan in sunlight
There she is on the lake
Standing off and ariving
Daring you as if not aware
Of all that is wrong and run
Away with wind you would not do again
So she sees you at whiskey and Tea
There are only a certain amount of
gems avalable to her,, and in first
place you could not pick one out
She says I did not think about a
dime when it came to a dream