The Don’s Last Trust Fall

I’m a confident man

But sometimes I think,

“Maybe I’m wrong.”

“Maybe I’ll sink.”

Then I listen to the river

And I do what I must;

What’s the weight of lead shoes

Next to the strength of our trust?

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