Alas That Hunk Of Burnin Love

Alas that hunk of burnin' love

I knew him well

So full of gold

An infinite chest

And I'm still his

If truth be told

A pile to hold

His measure of dust

Alas that hunk of burnin' love

How I miss him

Alas that hunk of burnin' love

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