| The final curtain came down
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| On Johnny at thirty-five
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| Left a family of nine little kids
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| And a devastated wife
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| And if it’s the last thing I do
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| I’ll do what I can
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| Cause it looks like hard times are here again
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| It looks like hard times
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| Are here again
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| Too young
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| Much too young
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| Cut down right before our very eyes
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| Too young Johnny’s too young
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| So fast we couldn’t even say good bye
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| Or hold him for the last time
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| I can’t believe how young they die
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| These days too young
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| Now he was both good and bad like everybody else
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| Rejected the Catholic church, said I’ll get there by myself
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| And someone you could lean on when the going got to rough
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| But photographs and memories are not enough
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| The only unreplacable thing is love
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| Too young
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| Much too young
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| Cut down right before our very eyes
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| Too young Johnny’s too young
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| So fast we couldn’t even say good bye
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| Or hold him for the last time
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| I can’t believe how young they die
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| These days too young
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| After all is said and done
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| And body’s laid to rest
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| Feel free to call on me
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| I’ve had a little more experience
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| But you’re gonna have to live your life
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| Throwing caution to the wind
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| But I’ll be with you till the end
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| You know I will
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| I’ll be with you till the end
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| Too young
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| Much too young
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| Cut down right before our very eyes
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| Too young Johnny’s too young
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| So fast we couldn’t even say good bye
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| Or hold him for the last time
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| I can’t believe how young they die
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| These days too young |