My feet took a walk in heavenly grass.
All day while the sky shone clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass.
All night while the lonesome stars rolled past.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass.
Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast,
but they've still got an itch for heavenly grass.
They've still got an itch for heavenly grass.
by Tennessee Williams
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