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Well once I was a stone and many years ago

into a pool I was thrown, a many years ago.

Time passed by, the pool ran dry, escaped was I.

And tempered the beat came a fiery heat,

by the aim of a man, who's name was Dann, Dann the blacksmith.



Well once I was a sword, a many years ago.

And my blade was broad, a many years ago.

Worn my pride, in a battle I'd ride at a warrior side.

And I cut and I killed and was lost in the field,

and soon did rust, and corrode to dust, oh my.



Well and once I was a daisy, a many years ago.

In pastures green and lazy, a many years ago.

But I was hit by goat who fell in the moat, and forgetting to float

he sunk like a lead and stayed until dead,

but was relieved to find, oh Lord, just how kind it all was.



Well and once I was a grub, a many years ago.

And I lived in blood red mud, a many years ago.

But on the very first noon I became a cocoon that resembled a prune.

When the good work was done in the warmth of the sun.

I shed my skins, and dried my wings, and I flew away.



Well and once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival.

And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the mantle.

And once I was a man of earth, quoting verses from the Bible,

said I played them all, I played them all, St. Luke.



Well and once I was a mule, a many years ago.

But my master he treat me cruel, a many years ago.

By and by I was sick, couldn't move to his kick, so he took out a stick

and hit it right 'cross my back with an almighty crack,

and to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue.



Then I was born a human baby, a many years ago.

Well I remember I was born unto a lady, a many years ago.

All our hopes they were found on the back of a child that turned out to be wild.

Sent the devil a prayer and caused the pope to swear.

So I took my leave, to lie and plead, on my way to jail.



Well I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor.

I've known good times and disaster.

Oh but now I've found a teacher, and the teacher has a master,

and the master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster.

Oh it don't need no proof, because that's the truth, and I'll drink to that