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Mr. tanner was a cleaner a town in the Midwest
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd his the best
But he also was a baritone who sang while clothes
He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at shows
His and neighbors praised the voice
That poured out his throat
They said that he use his gift instead of cleaning coats

But was his life, it was not his livelihood
And it made him feel so happy and it made him so good
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his
He did not how well he sang, it just made him whole

His friends working on him to try music out full time
A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to
Finally got to him, he would take the fling
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him
And were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the hall
It took of his savings but he gladly used them all

But music was his life, it was not his
And it made him feel so happy and it him feel so good
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his
He did not know how he sang, it just made him whole

The evening came, he the stage, his face set in a smile
And in the half hall the critics sat watching on the aisle
But the concert was a blur to him, spatters of
He did not know how he sang, he only heard the flaws
But the critics concise, it only took four lines
But no one could accuse of being over kind

"Mr. Tanner, baritone of Dayton, Ohio
Made his town hall debut last
Be came well prepared, but his presentation
Was not up to professional standards
His voice lacks the range of color
Necessary to it consistently interesting

Full time of another endeavor might be in order"

He came to Dayton and was questioned by his friends
Then he smiled and just said nothing and he never sang
Excepting late at night when the shop was dark and closed
He softly to himself as he sorted through the clothes

Music was his life, it was not his
And it made him feel so happy, it him feel so good
And he sang his heart and he sang from his soul
And he did not know how he sang, it just made him whole