![]() ![]() Ol' man Simon, diggin' in his diamonds, stops and rests and dreams about one. Take a silver tater, emerald tomater, fresh plump coral melons. Up in the tree there's opal nuts and gold pears- Hurry quick, grab a stick and shake some down. ![]() Pink pearl berries, all you can carry, put 'em in a bushel and haul 'em into town. In between the diamonds, Ol' man Simon crawls about pullin' out platinum weeds. Ol' crow nibblin' on the amnythyst seeds. Pure gold corn there, Blowin' in the warm air. See the sun and the rain grow sapphires and rubies on ivory vines, Grapes of jade, just ripenin' in the shade, just ready for the squeezin' into green jade wine. Sprouts all growin' comin' up glowin' Fruit of jewels all shinin' in the sun. Born place: in Kansas City, The United States ![]()
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