. Songs of the shining way . J HQfcSE-BACK IMMY and Alice and I one day, Were filled with a sudden pride;No more would we walk on the Shining Way,Twas pleasanter, far, to ride. For Billy, the old white horse, was there, He could easily carry three,And on his back we would gaily fare To the shores of the Sunset Sea. So up to the orchard fence we tripped,And Billy looked kind and mild, And on to his back we softly slipped,And Billy, he sort of smiled. I sat in the middle and clung to Jim, And Alice was out by the tail;And Get up, Billy! we said to him, And away we went in a gale. 33 But we never
. Songs of the shining way . J HQfcSE-BACK IMMY and Alice and I one day, Were filled with a sudden pride;No more would we walk on the Shining Way,Twas pleasanter, far, to ride. For Billy, the old white horse, was there, He could easily carry three,And on his back we would gaily fare To the shores of the Sunset Sea. So up to the orchard fence we tripped,And Billy looked kind and mild, And on to his back we softly slipped,And Billy, he sort of smiled. I sat in the middle and clung to Jim, And Alice was out by the tail;And Get up, Billy! we said to him, And away we went in a gale. 33 But we never got to the Sunset Sea, With its tiery waxes aglow,For \ve didnt count on the old plum-tree, And Billy, he did, you know. Oh, Billy looked kind and mild enough, But a plot in his heart did hide;He knew that the plum-tree hark was rough, And the branches were low and wide. So straight tor the tree old Billy steered, And vainly we shouted Whoa!His mind was fixed, and he never veered From the path where he meant to go. Under th
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