They use to call me the humorist
Of all people to call that, I never thought I was all that funny
Ain’t it entertaining
Isn’t it appealing
The thought of something’s always much better than the feeling
I used to think that they thought I was joke
You never know just what some folk might say about you
Ain’t it entertaining
Isn’t it appealing
The thought of something’s always much better than the feeling
Oh what tangled webs we weave,
Caught up each and everyone in our own individual little histories
While it’s some new fangled mystery that has us all amused
The Humorist
With my apotheosis complete,
Everyone I meet, I know, is only gonna greet a real fictional character
Ain’t it disappointing
Isn’t it revealing
The thought of something’s always much better than the feeling
Tell me how deep that river is….say Mark Twain
I’m gonna catch a comet
I know the people on it
A wave to my wife and my beautiful daughters
Oh what tangled webs we weave,
Caught up each and everyone in our own individual little histories
While it’s some new fangled mystery that has us all amused
The Humorist
Tell me how deep that river is

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