Lyrics Whitman - Richard Swift

Whitman

Here’s to Walt Whitman
He said that he loved me
He said that he loved me
But I think lied
And now he’s just laughing there’s no use in trying
Here’s to Walt Whitman
No time for your posters
No time for your posters
Cause I’ve got my own
My words are in cinders
I’m stuck in your quicksand
Trying hard to do what you did
Trying hard to do what you did
What you did
He said that he loved me
He said that he loved me
But I think he lied
And now he’s just laughing there’s no use in trying