| When I was a little boy
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| They would say to me
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| Don’t go in the world and play
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| It’s bad company
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| All they had was child and faith
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| Let him grow and let him wait
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| Just to find out what it was to be free
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| But now I’m over twenty one
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| Growing up I’ve had my fun
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| And I know it’s got to be
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| Baby lying in a womb
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| Are you free or in a tomb
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| Let me in
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| I feel I want to cry
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| Oh the road is there
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| Oh the road is there
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| Come on back, back
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| Wash your hands and up to bed
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| Mind your manners
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| Or you’re dead
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| Mind the cars cos you’ve got school on Monday
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| Put my trust in God
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| Who is he I know not what
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| Something mummy said to me one Sunday
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| Maybe love is life but life is not
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| Something I need plenty of
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| Oh! |
| I wish I’d never lived a day
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| Now there’s no one near me now
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| Tell me what to do and how
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| Take me let me sing my cares away
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| Oh! |
| the road is there
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| Oh that road is there
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| Come on back, back
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| Wash your hands and up to bed
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| Mind your manners
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| Or you’re dead
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| Mind the cars cos you’ve got school on Monday
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| Black is black and white is white
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| Which to choose and which is right
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| Guide me to a place where I’ll stay
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| Wrap me up and keep me warm
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| Hide myself far from the storm
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| Sleep and love will keep my mind at rest
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| Only now I realise what my parents had to try
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| Love you all and keep you all my life
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| Oh that road is there
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| Oh the road is there
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| Come on back, back |