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

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

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

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

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

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

Full time 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 softly to himself as he sorted through the clothes

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