Herbert Nehrlich - Go West

My love, I need a bit of rest
they sent me off to find the West,
the folks back home said, if you can
go West young man, go West young man.
For forty weeks I walked the walk
with only birds (the ones who talk) ,
for songs and pretty company
until I came to Galilee.
Thick hair has grown upon my chest,
so may I kiss your naked breast.

Herbert Nehrlich

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