| The greatest man I never knew
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| Lived just down the hall
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| And everyday we said hello
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| But never touched at all
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| He was in his paper
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| I was in my room
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| How was I to know he thought I hung the moon
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| The greatest man I never knew
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| Came home late every night
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| He never had too much to say
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| Too much was on his mind
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| I never really knew him
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| And now it seems so sad
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| Everything he gave to us took all he had
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| Then the days turned into years
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| And the memories to black and white
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| He grew cold like an old winter wind
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| Blowing across my life
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| The greatest words I never heard
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| I guess I’ll never hear
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| The man I thought could never die
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| He’s been dead almost a year
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| He was good at business
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| But there was business left to do
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| He never said he loved me
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| Guess he thought I knew |