DISTRACTION

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COUNTRY POEMS



        All the people that pass me by on the street.

        All the people that by me, walk.

        It's with me, they want to talk.

        On my door, they want to knock.

        Me, they want to explore.



         Distraction.



        There are the people on the street.

        There are a lot who think I'm neat.

        They, with me, want to dance.

        They, with me, want a chance.

        I hope you can clearly see.

        It's with me, they want to be.



        Distraction.



        I would never make you cry.

        I would never make you ask why.

        I would never make you blue.

        I would never to you, say bye.  

        No, that is'nt something I would do.



        Distraction.

      

      It's a fact; I won't let anybody from you, me distract.

      Yes, it's true, I want it to be me and you.

      

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