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Folk Description: Original Song by James Humphries"I Never Will (The Engineer"I fell down on Regal StreetAnd had no sense of time.You walked over with your simple grace.And If I do it all again,I bet that I can find,Someone else to help me off my face.'Cause I could feel your burning lamp,from the moment we went home,And the angry tongue you tossed around the place.And you drew pictures of the tramp.And the things you never had.And things that made you mad,And times that you felt sad.And you always thought I should,But I never understood,And I never will.I never will.In your backyard there's a jailerAnd a rusty set of keysAnd you keep them on your property to show,That even men with power,Will go down on their knees,If you give them nowhere else to go.And the prison cell is clouded,by books and good ideas,And all the other things that you don't know.And though I know its crowded,I've been in there before.I rattled at the door,I laid there on the floor,I hoped that I could find,something left behind,Beside your chiseled charms,And faded false alarms,But I never will,I never will.Well I met all your workplace foesand all your schoolhouse friends.And you save them up, like they're a currency.But if you were to call them all,You know they'd never spend,Yes, they would watch you drown in bankruptcy.And I fled from your pocket,from the time I heard that news,Aint it funny how harsh the truth can be?But I still keep a locket,with your picture hidden there,but I can hardly bare,to see your simple stare,And so I keep it closed,And hope nobody knows,that you'd use me, if I wouldonly say you could.I never will.I never will.So I hopped off the downtown trainWith a pistol in my hand,'Cause those street thieves keep you guarded pretty tight.And I ran into the engineer, who said he was your man,But I don't think that he'll make it through the night.And I wont wear his fancy shoes,Or smile with the group,And I know it don't make sense but that's allright.So when you've settled all your dues,And want something to sell,Just ring the liquid bell,The chime that travels well,And if you are intact,You know I'd bring you back,To my diploma shack,And yes, the room would spin,While you said, through your grin,That we could still be friends,If I loved you again.But I never will.I never will.