| Original Lyrics | Munged Lyrics |
|---|---|
| I don't drink as much as I used to Lately it just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to They pass quicker like when I's a child Somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Aye don't drink as much as Aye used two Lately it just ain't my stile And the hard times don't hurt like they ought two They pass quicker like when I's a child Somehow I've learned how two listen Four a sound like the son goin ' down Inn the magic the mourning is bringing There's a song four the life Aye have found It keeps my feat on the ground Don't the midsummer daze sit sow heavy Butt don't they floe like a breeze threw you're mined And nothin ' occurs inn a hurry Two make up four someone's lost thyme Somehow I've learned how two listen Four a sound like the son goin ' down Inn the magic the mourning is bringing There's a song four a friend Aye have found She keeps my feat on the ground Somehow I've learned how two listen Four a sound like the breeze dyin ' down Inn the magic the mourning is bringing There's a song four the life Aye have found It keeps my feat on the ground |
Song for the Life
John Denver
| Complexity: | 51 | Readability: | 75.00 | Sentiment: | 12 | Word Count: | 174 | Unique Words: | 73 |