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Oh Parkinson's


My mind goes a little crazy when I can't sleep.  I bet many of you can come up with more verses.  Leave a comment and let me know what you've got!



Oh Parkinson's

(Sung to the tune of Oh Christmas Tree)

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

You must have got it wrong

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s.      
 

I’m not weak, I’m strong.

My steps might freeze, my hands might shake

It’s 3 am, I’m still awake

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long. 

Chorus 

When I wake up, I’m slow and stiff

Can’t smell my food, no not a whiff

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long.

Chorus

I cannot sleep all through the night

Those dreams they give me

Such a fright.

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long.

Chorus

You want my voice, you want my smile

If I give an inch,

You’ll take a mile.

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long.

Chorus

 First it’s my hip and then my knee,

You think you’ve got the best of me

But Parkinson’s, oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long. 

Chorus 

You make me twist, you make me jerk

I can’t predict when meds will work

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long.

Chorus

You must think you’ve beat me down

But I’m the toughest one in town.

Oh Parkinson’s, Oh Parkinson’s

I’ll fight you all day long!

 

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