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Century Plant (Williams Victoria)

Outside my house is a cactus plant They call the century tree Only once in a hundred years It flowers gracefully And you never know when it will bloom Hey, do you want to come out And play the game It's never too late Hey, do you want to come out And play the game It's never too late Clementine Hunter was fifty-four before she packed up her pain Old Uncle Taylor was eighty-one when he rode his bike Across the plains of ChinaUh huh And the sun was shining on that day Just like today Didn't know how to tell her for over thirty years Kept locked up inside himself No one saw the tears Then she went away And he woke up that day So he went back to college at the age of sixty-three Graduated with honors with an agriculture degree And he joined up the Peace Corps at the age of sixty-nine And he rode the grand rapids at the age of eighty-five Now he brings roses to his sweetheart She lives most anywhere He sees someone suffering He knows that despair He offers them a rose And some quiet prose About dancing in a shimmering ballroom Cause you never know when they will bloom