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

But music was his life, it was not his
And it made him so happy 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

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

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 and he sang from his soul
He did not know how well he sang, it just him whole

The evening came, he took the stage, his face set in a
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 well he sang, he only heard the
But the critics were concise, it only four lines
But no one could accuse of being over kind

"Mr. Martin Tanner, of Dayton, Ohio
Made his hall debut last night
Be came well prepared, but unfortunately his
Was not up to professional standards
His lacks the range of tonal color
Necessary to make it interesting

Full time consideration of another endeavor be in order"

He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his
Then he smiled and said nothing and he never sang again
Excepting very late at night 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 made him feel so
And he sang from his heart and he sang his soul
And he did not know how well he sang, it made him whole