The Lone Ranger

It's a cold and rainy, nasty old day
Methinks I'll just stay inside today

Dream about love and happy things
Things that make my old heart sing

Recalling the joyous days of my youth
Wasn't outgoing, a surprising truth

Wasn't until very many years later
Finally became a mover and shaker

Now it's impossible to keep me down
Known worldwide as a bit of a clown

Happy as poop in this role that I'm cast
I'm a No.1 clown right down to the last

Sometimes I'll still write about mush
Remember the feeling and start to gush

Now I remember that familiar old stirring
Suddenly the feeling is reoccurring

So I sit for a while and think about nature
Cause now I'm known as The Lone Ranger