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written by John Masefield
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Dunno a heap about the what an' why,
      Can't say 's I ever knowed.
Heaven to me 's a fair blue stretch of sky,
      Earth 's jest a dusty road.

Dunno the names o' things, nor what they are,
      Can't say 's I ever will.
Dunno about God—He 's jest the noddin' star
      Atop the windy hill.

Dunno about Life—it 's jest a tramp alone
      From wakin'-time to doss.
Dunno about Death—it 's jest a quiet stone
      All over-grey wi' moss.

An' why I live, an' why the old world spins,
      Are things I never knowed;
My mark 's the gypsy fires, the lonely inns,
      An' jest the dusty road.

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