Freed from Doubt - Twain

A lonely day I went outside

To smoke a while and think about a picture in a book

He was laying in the grass in his suit

As the angler posed in the pursuit of the fish

Oh, to be there, the smell of her hair

The dear swiming through the watery woods

Life won’t last long for those who hate it

For those who love it, it lingers on like a dream

Freed from doubt, my cigarette went out

The sun came out and warmed up the house

Oh, to be fading into that painting

As I wrap up the tune and bring it to you