But I am not quite five, you know,
And he was twice as old as me.
Man's Vision
It was the longest August
And the weariest September
That ever I remember,
That ever I remember!
All the tedious summer
I toiled among the city
But I am not quite five, you know,
And he was twice as old as me.
Man's Vision
It was the longest August
And the weariest September
That ever I remember,
That ever I remember!
All the tedious summer
I toiled among the city