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My grandfather died |
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A Bowery (bum?) |
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My grandfather died |
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Son of an Irishman |
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On the Bowery |
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Oh on the Bowery |
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My father tried |
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To find his bones |
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And to his trials I added my own |
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My grandfather left |
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My father twice |
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Second time was on his wife's advice |
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Straight back to the Bowery |
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Straight back to the Bowery |
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Well I'm new here. Where can a fella eat? |
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I'm new here. Where can a fella sleep? |
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I'm new here, and I've got a pit in my gut |
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On the Bowery |
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Oh on the Bowery |
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And when he came up from the river of methadone |
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He took his last breath on the Bowery |
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He took his last breath on the Bowery |
