Lyrics of Benjamin day

Gerry Rafferty

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(partial lyrics)

To a lane called corrie wynd there came a peddler
With his pack and all he called gestedler
And in his bag he carried many treasures

Dear old benjamin day, i still can hear you say
Strange things for sale, straight from a fairy tale

He'd open up his bag, and take out what he had
An amethyst ring, a puppet on a string
A piece of crystal glass, a thing that's meant to last.

I still recall the stories he would tell us....

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