DOM VICTOR'S TALES

Download

I take delight in things
That rarely have a plan.
Await the early spring
Cause I’m a small town man

I rush to set a fire
With all the wood I can.
The glory to admire
Well I’m a small town man

I leave the task undone
Betray my humble clan
Quit the house and run
Oh! I’m a small town man

I sing a song of old
Riding in my van.
No food, I dream of gold
Cause I’m a small town man.

(Women's Day)

Your style is pure delight to me.
Countenance elegant
Conduct mild with sublime integrity
Truly magnificent!
When the wicked mar the day
My heart does vengeance seek.
Your charm causes this brute to sway.
Oh! Sure, a phenomenal feat.

Your style is pure delight to me.
A treasure, a rarity
You shall not the evil see
That earthly ventures reap.
Every mile with sure alacrity
I shall a vigil keep.