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RE: Balladeer
C And so it came a cropper
G We always knew it would
F Skins needed a copper
C G And they work they did was good.

They found the source
That couldn’t be bought
Every step of the course
Was what they sought.

And the data were showing
Must be Gulliver who strode
For a human to be going
Must be that he rode.

At night it was true
That he made each leap
Was it his shoe?
Or was he asleep?

Em So many believed in him
Am And that’s what’s truly sad
Dm I guess he thought he’d get away with it
Am And that it would not go bad

Em Basking in the thrill of it
Am The accolades thrown his way
Dm Now nothing but dead flowers
G And nothing more to say

Of course as with Lance
Or the Philly DJ
They won’t change their stance
Say he ran all the way.

“He did it for charity”
“What did he gain?”
You can’t ask for clarity
From one so inane

Did he diminish
The most honest folks
Who run through the finish
And don’t constantly boast

It will happen again
Of that you’ll be sure
The naiveté of men
Believe everyone’s pure


It won’t take away
From those who are true
Who never will stray
And who really do

So one final word
Another sad chapter is done
Be not deterred
From your next joyful run


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