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'The King' copyright 2013 by Richard Reiley
'The King'
copyright 2013 by Richard Reiley
The King was in his counting house
Waltzing with his money
Sad but determined to get more
He didn't know the answer
To the question in his head but
What else were those dancing lessons for?
The Queen was with her chambermaids
Who were tending to her gowns
And the placing of her crown for all to see
She bemoaned the waste of her fine position
Being Queen to lowly folks like me.
(Chorus)
Sometimes that's the price you give
For climbing to the top
And taking no one else along the way
You get to dance alone
Surrounded by your trappings
Always making sure that others earn their pay
The royal children were with tutors
Learning how to cope
With being rich and lonesome in their rooms
They had everything a kid could want
But knew not how to feel
And were left alone with nothing left to do......
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Comment by Maryanne Mesple on February 24, 2014 at 11:26pm
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I used to love singing the traditional poem. I like what you've done and I apologize in advance if this question has been asked and answered but do you also write the music for your lyrics?
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Comment by Carissa Galow on November 19, 2013 at 12:25pm
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So sad, but so true and well written!
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Comment by wiffledust on November 18, 2013 at 10:47pm
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this is really good partly because it's so true. the kids have nothing to do ...and having something to do is what makes you feel useful and gives you purpose. and that gives you a sense of self worth and enjoyment of life. excellent, rick. may i share it?
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