A Man of Words and Not Deeds

　
　　A Man of Words and Not Deeds
　　
　　A man of words and not of deeds
　　Is like a garden full of weeds
　　And when the weeds begin to grow
　　It's like a garden full of snow
　　And when the snow begins to fall
　　It's like a bird upon the wall
　　And when the bird away does fly
　　It's like an eagle in the sky
　　And when the sky begins to roar
　　It's like a lion at the door
　　And when the door begins to crack
　　It's like a stick across your back
　　And when your back begins to smart
　　It's like a penknife in your heart
　　And when your heart begins to bleed
　　You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.