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

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

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

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

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

"Mr. Martin Tanner, of Dayton, Ohio
his town hall debut last night
Be well prepared, but unfortunately his presentation
Was not up to contemporary standards
His voice lacks the range of tonal
Necessary to it consistently interesting

Full consideration of another endeavor might be in order"

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

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