Poetry

Saturday, 22 November 2025

Eldorado's moon

 Waking up in old Eldorado

To find you standing in my room

Waking up in Old Eldorado

And I want to dance with you neath the moon


Oh Eldorado the city of gold

But not until it got sold

Eldorado was a silver slice of the moon


And I remember a piece of me

Like a sliver that fell free

When you said you'd dance with me

In Eldorado


Oh and we have nothing to lose

Just our tangled lives

And these homesick blues

Well if you'll follow me

I'll follow you

And we can both dance neath

Eldorado's moon

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