Benton's Song    

 Benton's Song
 (to the tune of Superman's Song)
 by Stephany Smith
 

 Benton wasn't a city boy,
 He grew up in Tuktoyaktuk,
 Where the otters and the caribou roam,
 In the place he calls home,
 On the tundra.
 

 Folks said, his family were all dead,
 Father murdered but Benton,
 He just forced himself to carry on,
 Forget the Yukon,
 And keep goin'.
 

 (chorus)
 Benton wore a Stetson of Invulnerability
 While saving Chicago from crime and cruelty
 And sometimes I despair
 The world will never see another man
 Like Ben
 

 Unlike Ray he knew little of city ways,
 But he could start a fire,
 With a piece of granite and a hunk of flint,
 Survive on a breath mint,
 In the forest.
 

 Hey Dan, Benton was an honest man
 He could not steal a box of Milk Duds
 >From the convenience store
 The Duck Boys swore
 And shoved them in his pocket
 

 (repeat chorus)
 

 Sometimes, when Benton was stopping crimes,
 I'll bet he was tempted,
 To just turn his back and hop on a plane,
 Forget everything,
 And head due north.
 

 But he, stayed in the city,
 Kept on changing clothes in the back of the Riv, Well, what do you know,
 Those darn pantyhose,
 Had a run in them.
 

 (repeat chorus)
 

 And sometimes I despair
 The world will never see another man
 Like Ben...
 

 
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