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ST JUDE for the care of children is one that touches the heart deeply. Please be generous with your charity.
Like the scarecrow in the corn torn and broken by the storm for all the world to see. There's a song thrush on the wing speckled, destined for to sing, she may hold the key.
Let their love shine down on me. Let the moonbeams stroke across the Mississippi River. Keep the hope for me alight, tonight, ST Jude.
With every twist and turn every stitch and burn pains the eyes to see. Swimming on the breeze,
beyond the window in the trees the lazy buzzing bees.
In crazy dreams life's boat it streams
past every rock and fold but we keep hold.
(c) 2019 Lee Mitchell/Copyright House UK.
Used by permission.