| In the little town of Candor, in the last year of my youth
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| I learned the final lesson of the levels to the truth
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| My father was a farmer he’d go tilling in the ground
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| My mother was a neighbor she’d go visiting around
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| But I didn’t care
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| For I had found the answer to a plowboy’s lonely prayer
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| She was the daughter of the Mayor
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| The Mayor fought my courtship, for he’d made other plans
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| He saw her married to a better man than a boy with farmer’s hands
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| I said -- I hate your father, it’s so hard not to strike him
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| She said --You know I love you because you’re so much like him
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| And so I’d go sneaking in the evening
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| And there she’d stand a crying in the dawn as I was leaving
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| But the Mayor of Candor lied
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| When he offered me his only daughter
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| The Mayor of Candor tried
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| To take her off across the water
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| What a thing to do to a young man in love
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| What a thing to do to your daughter
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| One day with father on his tractor and mother off again
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| I go to find the mayor and work out what I can
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| But he is not at his office, he is not at his home
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| When I find him in the countryside he is not alone
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| He is holding a woman and imagine my surprise
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| As she jumps back from his arms I look into my mother’s eyes!
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| All my thoughts of outrage, embarrassment and pain
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| Were washed away by what came roaring through my brain
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| The Mayor’s at my mercy and I hear my own voice say
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| Your run for re-election, sir, is just one month away
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| And the world will never know of what I’ve seen here sir
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| But I’ll be with your daughter is my meaning clear, sir?
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| My mother looks in horror at the compromise we made
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| But the Mayor’s rueful smile says the piper must be paid!
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| I had a month of joy in heaven from this deal I’d made in hell
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| What was to happen then my friend a prophet could not tell
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| The day after his re-election and the victory celebration
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| The Mayor takes his family on a month long foreign vacation
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| Oh Coleen, you know how much I love you
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| There is no one I’d ever place above you
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| Oh Coleen, you don’t even know me
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| To have you there’s nothing that’s below me
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| But time always passes after all
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| And as the summer follows spring, so does the winter follow fall
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| The day that they return I stand waiting on the road
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| I watch the car drive up, I watch the passengers unload
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| Of course she isn’t there. |
| Of course, I should have known
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| The Mayor says that she has stayed. |
| The decision was her own
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| He said «She's finishing her schooling on that unseen foreign shore
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| And I’ll tell you very frankly, boy, you’ll not see her anymore! |
| "
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| I spit out my hatred and my fury at his lies
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| When he says you tried to blackmail me you’re just as bad as I!
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| He says -- Go and do your damndest, throw your mother to the streets!
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| You know it’s been too many years I had to be discreet
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| And as he stands there saying we’re just two of a kind
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| It hits me like a thunderbolt exploding in my mind
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| As I look into his leering, aged, wrinkled, mirror of my own face
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| He laughs and sneers and says, Of course, dear son
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| Where do you think you came from in the first place?
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| The Mayor of Candor lied
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| When he offered me his only daughter!
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| The Mayor of Candor tried
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| To take her across the water
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| What a thing to do to a young man in love!
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| What a thing to do to your daughter! |