I Wrote It

I wrote it with a golf pencil I pulled out of my blazer
 A crest sewn on the chest read "Old Gold Rugby Football Club"
 Worn at one time by a man, that at one time went to Yale
 Then he worked a while on Wall Street, until the market collapsed
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 I was in a barroom that was somewhere on the southern shore of Boston
 The tender of the bar poured me a whiskey on the house
 I had a love for whiskey, I chased it with a beer
 I have a love for Boston and I loved writing it there
 I wrote it in a notebook that somebody let me borrow
 "Don't use all the paper please and if you could bring it back to me tomorrow"
 It was a fair request and I was grateful for the loan
 I had to jot a thought down I came up with on my own
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 I wrote it in October and I mention that because
 Out of all the months there are I've always liked that one the best
 I don't know why I bring this up but there are times I wonder what
 Ever happened to that man I wonder after the collapse
 I wrote it in a notebook that somebody let me borrow
 "Don't use all the paper please and if you could bring it back to me tomorrow"
 It was a fair request and I was grateful for the loan
 I had to jot a thought down I came up with on my own
 I wrote, I wrote it for you
 I wrote, I wrote it for you
 I wrote, I wrote it for you
 I wrote, I wrote it for you
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 Yeah
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 Hohoho hoho
 I wrote it in an hour so, so really not much longer
 I put the pencil in the shot glass and I buttoned up my blazer
 I stepped out of the bar in to the cold October sun
 I must return the notebook it's not important what I wrote