5.

Vince

Shel Silverstein - Larry Wilkerson

© Evil Eye Music, BMI

Vincent wrapped a mile a minute grabbed his cigarette and bent it
Lit a stick of gum and stuck a book of matches in his mouth
Drunk his sugar with some coffee in it
Broke out in a sweat and swore he'd get it all together then he'd let it all hang out

And that great speckled bird sang her song in his ear
Whisperin' words of magic that only he could hear
He been flyin' up there with her for Lord knows how long
And that great speckled bird sang her song

Vincent rearranged the ratio of days and nights and strung 'em out
So he could sleep for one and run around for three or four
With him roarin' through the seasons for some hard to pinpoint reasons
Every time I looked to see him speedin' faster than before

Vincent banged his knee again' the table cackled at the waitress
Ran a shakin' hand through grayin' hair and motioned her his way
With a grindin' of his dentures and a wink among the wrinkles round his eyes
He cried let's celebrate I'm twenty-nine today

And that great speckled bird sang her song in his ear...

What a beautiful thought I'm a thinkin'
Concernin' a great speckled
Lord ain't that pretty tell me somethin'

Ah kick it in again
There goes another

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