April 5, 2014
Tryout 22: Bruce, Lord Tennyson

All times I have enjoyed

Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those

That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when

Thro’ scudding drifts the rainy Hyades

Vext the dim sea. I am become a name;

For always roaming with a hungry heart


Got a wife and kids in Baltimore Jack

I went out for a ride and I never went back

Like a river that don’t know where it’s flowing

I took a wrong turn and I just kept going.

Everybody’s got a hungry heart.


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