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The Tale of the Troll '˜n Me

Mark Brine
Mark Brine


Written by:  MARK BRINE

 Of my many travels, there’s one I ain’t surpassed
 While crossin’ a deserted bridge I never quite got passed
 Hearing sounds beneath me, I glanced down through a hole
 And to my amazement there slept an ugly troll
 Now people speak of fables mytholic fantasies
 But I can’t help believing in everything I see
 So fighting my adrenaline, I chanced to wake his sleep
 In hopes that he’d be friendly a worthwhile soul to meet
 And upon awakening I noticed very clear
 Rolling off onto his beard a single saddenin’ tear
 It seems that he’d been taken, no one had ever dared
 Others they just ran on by, they couldn’t control their fear
 And as we sat there talking, the hours just slipped on by
 All the while I kept thinking how glad I was I’d tried
 Cause all so many times in life, in fear we run away
 and leave behind what we’d ‘ve gained If only we had stayed
©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

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