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Mr. tanner was a from a town in the Midwest
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the
But he also was a baritone who sang hanging clothes
He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local
His and neighbors praised the voice
That poured out from his
They that he should 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 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 working on him to try music out full time
A big debut and reviews, a great career to climb
they got to him, he would take the fling
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him
And there were plane tickets, phone calls, spent to rent the hall
It took most of his savings but he gladly them all

But was his life, it was not his livelihood
And it made him feel so happy and it him feel so good
And he sang from his heart and he sang his soul
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 filled hall the critics sat watching on the
But the concert was a blur to him, of applause
He did not know how well he sang, he heard the flaws
But the critics were concise, it only four lines
But no one could accuse them of over kind

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

Full time consideration of another endeavor be in order"

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

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