Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
Tell me why's my song so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
   Why with the time do I not glance aside
   To new-founsd methods and to compounds strange?

Why write I still all alone, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
Yeah honey why write I still all alone, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
   That every word duz almost tell my name,
   Showing their birth, and where did they proceed?

O, know, sweet love, I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument;
Ooh, know, sweet love, I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument;
   So all my best is dressing old words new,
   Spending again what is already spent:

Fade Out:
For as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told.

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