From the topic of this song, you can tell how long it's taken me to get it completed!

Rio Gold

Past the giant arms my bird's descending,
Protects this land, I'm told.
To the sand, the hills, the sea unending
I come to make my claim to gold.

​Here like pilgrim strangers, foreign speakers,
I left our region cold;
Bringing gear from poles to swords and sneakers;
I came to fight for gold.

​Starter's shot, the race a flash;
Out of medal, finished last.
Thought my dream a hopeless prize
Till your smile lit up my eyes. 

​Never thought I'd be out-classed!
Not prepared to finish last;
The years to get here, still worthwhile--
The gold of Rio was in your smile.

​On the stand the champions basks in glory,
Their winning feats retold;
Your eyes and kiss--that's the real story!
I left for home with RIO GOLD.

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Style = L~JOBIM1 - Jobim1, Latin Bossa
RD = RockLiteEven8^5
RT's = 511, Guitar Electric Soloist Dire; 1441 Sax, Alto Soloist JazzFunk
MIDI = E Piano (4Front Rhode); Flute/Tambourine/HiHat (SampleTank3)

 

Windows 11, Intel Core i5-8600T 2.3Ghz, 16 gig ram, BIAB 2025 MegaPak, SampleTank 4, Keystation49 Kybd, Neewer NW-800 mic