The man with will

He got shot even though he fought you have ought not got a glimpse of him thin Jim with a will of neat and a ass of petite but yet a eye too see and a ear for a good song oh that guy what a guy what the man with will what a ding dong sing sing sing me a song of how I've done nothing wrong for to long.But this man with will who ought not kill to spill the blood and he's name can't be mud though he lyes in the mill runs a mile while jogging up and down the minds inter pas and alas corrects us all I mean the balance still but to jerk but to kill the man with will get your ass over that hill now your going no where still.