Jack.
Jack was my best friend
when I was a lad,
The most wonderful pal that a boy ever had.
He never could speak, but he knew what I said,
He believed every word and was easily led.
The most wonderful pal that a boy ever had.
He never could speak, but he knew what I said,
He believed every word and was easily led.
I first met young Jack,
when he was quite small,
He was black, short-legged and not very tall,
His home it was dirty and dark as the night,
The first time I saw him, I really took fright.
He was black, short-legged and not very tall,
His home it was dirty and dark as the night,
The first time I saw him, I really took fright.
He made a strange sound,
when I gave him some bread,
It caused him to choke, and I thought he was dead,
But he quickly recovered and became quite strong,
So I carried him home, not knowing ‘twas wrong.
It caused him to choke, and I thought he was dead,
But he quickly recovered and became quite strong,
So I carried him home, not knowing ‘twas wrong.
He slept in our shed,
not allowed in our home,
Through the fields we would wander and mountains we’d roam,
Till the day I was told, ‘twas against the law,
To steal from a nest, a fledgling Jackdaw.
Through the fields we would wander and mountains we’d roam,
Till the day I was told, ‘twas against the law,
To steal from a nest, a fledgling Jackdaw.
--------Mike-------
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