The Poacher-Ronnie Lane
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Was fresh and bright and early

I went towards the river

But nothing still has altered just the seasons ring a change

There stood this old timer

For all the world's first poacher

His mind upon his tackle

And these words upon his mind Bring me fish with eyes of jewels

And mirrors on their bodies

Bring them strong and bring them bigger

Than a newborn child Well I've no use for riches

And I've no use for power

And I've no use for a broken heart

I'll let this world go by There stood this old timer

For all the world's first poacher

His mind upon his tackle

And these words upon his mind Bring me fish with eyes of jewels

And mirrors on their bodies

Bring them strong and bring them bigger

Than a newborn child

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