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Ode for Billy Dean


Daily things fall off like water,

falling down like summer rain;

We see each other in confusion;

Wonder why we came today.

Sittin' lonely in our prison,

lookin' out for ways to sail;

What we'd be without confusion,

in our less uncommon way.

Through your hair across my eyes,

the twilight shafts in soft surprise;

Reminds me once again how nice,

it is to be with you.

1971 Fish-o-Baby Productions

Hot Tuna

Ode for Billy Dean / Hot Tuna

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