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The Poacher
Ronnie Lane
Was fresh and bright and early
I went towards the river
But nothing still has altered
Just the seasons ring a change
There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind:
Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child
Well I've no use for riches
And I've no use for power
And I've no use for a broken heart
I'll let this world go by
There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind
Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child
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