| I met an old man
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| I said, «Tell me your story»
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| He took out an old pen
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| And wrote somethin' for me
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| Then he kept walking on down the road
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| And I watched him disappear like smoke
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| And I thought I’d just seen a ghost
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| Then I looked down at what he’d wrote
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| It said, «Son, when you grow up you’ll be fine
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| I know, you’ve got questions on your mind
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| Life is gonna happen one way or the other, whether you like it or not
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| Stop looking for answers and you’ll find, what you’ve got»
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| Mm-mm-mm-mm, mm
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| I met a young man
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| Searchin' for glory
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| I took out an old pen
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| And wrote him my story
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| Then I kept walking on down the road
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| When your time is up, it’s time to go
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| I pray he reads what’s on the note
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| And takes to heart what I wrote
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| I said, «Son, when you grow up you’ll be fine
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| I know, you’ve got questions on your mind
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| Life is gonna happen one way or the other, whether you like it or not
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| Stop looking for answers and you’ll find, what you’ve got»
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| When you grow up you’ll be fine
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| I know, you’ve got questions on your mind
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| Life is gonna happen one way or the other, whether you like it or not
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| Stop looking for answers and you’ll find, what you’ve got |