When it bury on he bring on
Burnin all on the place o placenfull
Where up he’s , no more he is
No morrow of a lack guy
No morron on tomorrow leck’s
On his own luck his joinleft dirk
No one more talk about
Niether his own, the leck lack of tomorrow nake his town
Everynight he lost this tonge, on bury sad on bury tast , no luck out there but niether look of there