Dumb i am and a weak one too
A simpleton my wool worn loose
Once all the filthy flies i free
And there they go nothing i can do
Dumb i am and a long day dream
A simpleton with a memory
A home prepared and a feast as well
But all will spoil with the lies i tell
Dumb i am and i have no kin
A simpleton can be my sin
No mother to greet me with the sun
No father to call when the work is done
Dumb i am but a clever lot
Making good with the deal i got
With no one with a care for me
Alone i go and okay i'll be
Dum-da-dum, dum-da-dum, dum-da-dum
Dum-da-dum, dum-da-dum
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