Legs

When I had the legs of a strong young boy,

To run through the woods was all my joy.

I would run like a deer and jump like a goat

And a young boy's song rang in my throat.

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I got the world in a jug,

I got the world in a jug,

I got the world in a jug,

And the stopper in my hand!

When I had the legs of a strong young man,

They carried me all over this troubled land.

I was much too young for care or woe

And I always sang wherever I'd go.

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I soon had the aches of an older man

Who liked to snooze on the old divan

Or do a little work with a shovel and hoe

And whistle a tune from long ago.

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Now I have no legs, no legs at all;

I live in a chair, with an old man's shawl

Feeling like an old and useless ruin,

But once in a while I hum a little tune.

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