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Won't you smile, you look so shocked |
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By the nametag on your smock |
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We've come to see you, Eddie Walker |
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You may pack a little tight |
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The girl up front says 'it's allright' |
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Look there's more of us |
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Still gettin' off the bus |
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We wish you'd come back home with us |
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Eddie Walker, this is your life |
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This one's you when you were small |
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You were learnin' how to walk |
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They pick you up when you came fallin' down |
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There you are with Aunt Louise |
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Your bouncin' on her knees |
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Remember all those trees |
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Behind the garden, they're gone |
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They all got cut down when she died |
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Eddie Walker, this is your life |
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You never had a son or a wife |
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You sure had a hell of a time |
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Oh Eddie Walker, this is your life |
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This one's you and Mary Jo |
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But she couldn't come, she says 'Hello' |
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No, Eddie Walker, she doesn't hate your guts |
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It's just the whole thing shook her up |
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How they picked you up and you kept fallin' down |
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Oh Eddie Walker, this is your life |
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You never wore a coat or a tie |
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You never had a reason to cry |
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This whole stack and all of these |
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Your semester overseas |
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We're gonna leave you |
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Eddie Walker |
