Whitman - Richard Swift

Here’s to Walt Whitman

He said that he loved me

He said that he loved me

But I think lied

And now he’s just laughing there’s no use in trying

Here’s to Walt Whitman

No time for your posters

No time for your posters

Cause I’ve got my own

My words are in cinders

I’m stuck in your quicksand

Trying hard to do what you did

Trying hard to do what you did

What you did

He said that he loved me

He said that he loved me

But I think he lied

And now he’s just laughing there’s no use in trying