| I’m sorry you couldn’t make it You could have seen him, so weathered and dated
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| And I know that you would hate him
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| If you’d seen his botanical leanings
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| First prize exhibit and all down to good spirit
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| He was a Johnny Come Lately
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| And I know that you would hate me If I envied the things that he spoke of How I envied the things that he thought of He was a Johnny Come Lately
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| And I know that you would hate me If I told you that I made some time and stayed behind
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| To find out how to make a garden grow
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| But he never ever gave away the secret of this godforsaken soil
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| He didn’t need us, just tempted us and teased us You could have been here, wishing you were here
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| He was a Johnny Come Lately
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| And I know that you would hate me He was a Johnny Come Lately
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| And I know that you would hate me If I told you that I made some time and stayed behind
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| To find out how to make a garden grow
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| Where the sun no longer shines
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| He assured me that the seeds you sold were sound
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| But I must have cast them all on stony ground
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| And now the sun won’t shine
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| I must have asked too many questions
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| And stayed behind to find out how to make a garden grow
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| But he never gave away the secret of this godforsaken soil |