A brilliant young surgeon fitted my heart With a scientific gadget to keep me alive And I am alive, and grateful to him Every time I read and laugh and mow the lawn
But now I read he’s been struck off the list For a wicked crime – it was on the news He listened to me and now I wish I could Listen to him, and maybe help in some way
I read and think and pray and mow the lawn - Don’t be still, my heart