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I was down by the river,
âNeath my willow tree.
Up swaggered the Devil,
And sat down next to me.
I said âHey there Bob,
Itâs been quite a time!â
He said âShut your mouth Jim,
Donât ya spin me no line.
You never called me, buddy,
Didnât even drop me a line.
And now I find you here,
Doinâ serious time!â
I said âIâm sorry Bob,
Things are not the same.
I found a good woman,
Who am I to blame.
You just werenât no fun no more,
You took all my time.
And while I was young,
I never did much mind.
But now things have changed,
And I donât mind.
Iâm happy sitting here,
Doinâ serious time!â
He said âWhatâs your problem boy,
Have you just gone mad?
Weâre just two lads,
Never were that bad.
I gave you malt whisky,
And Women, oh, so fine!
Our house was a bordello,
A place of pleasure to find.
I gave you all my favours,
Now repay me in kind!
Youâre just a stupid fool,
For doinâ serious time!â
I said âNow just you wait there Bob,
I gave you all I got!
And you just left me there,
Left me there to rot.
You spent all my money,
Didnât leave me a dime.
Left me lying there,
Swimming in my grime.
Listening to you Bob,
Has been my only crime.
And now Iâm happy here,
Doinâ serious time!â
âIf you had found Jesus,
I wouldnât be so mad.
Hell, half of them are mine,
The other half are bad.
You were a devil of a lad,
A master in his prime.
I left you there to revel,
Revel in your slime.
I had you set up,
You were my partner in crime!
You stabbed me in the back,
By doinâ serious time!â
âI didnât mean to hurt ya feelings Bob,
Or hang you out to dry.
But youâre a big boy now,
And Iâm sure you will get by.
But for the love of my woman,
A mountain I will climb.
Or write a Persian Qasideh,
In reverse order rhyme.
So donât you worry about me olâ Bob,
Iâm doinâ just fine.
Iâm happy sitting here,
Doinâ serious time!â
âI see youâre quite resolved.â Said Bob,
âIâve seen youâve made your mind.
Then thereâs nothing more to say,
But love is truly blind.
It was fun while it lasted,
We both had a good time.
So now Iâll have to leave you,
To that woman so sublime.
For whom that bell tolls for love,
In your heart will chime.
So good luck oâ pal olâ buddy,
With doinâ serious time.â
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- Meeting Place