| Down my old local there’s always a man
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| With a squint in his eye and a working mans tan
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| Just listen a while and you’ll be entertained
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| But don’t interupt, you may ne’er walk again
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| 'Cause his hands may be cracked and his eyes may be pale
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| He may not look long for this world
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| When the world’s on your back
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| just sit down with Old Jack
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| And he’ll tell you tall tales of old
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| don’t go wasting your time
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| y' should be living your live for yourself
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| 'cause the very next day
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| they could take you away
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| and you wont have no stories to tell.
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| But seein' as you’re here
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| wont you buy us a beer
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| and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine
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| «Go wild and live your life
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| another time"//
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| He’ll regale you with tales through the smoke of his pipe
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| then he’ll show you some proof of his well-traveled life
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| The unicorns horn or the gold he brought back
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| just keep your mouth shut when you’re down with Old Jack
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| 'Cause his hands may be cracked and his eyes may be pale
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| He may not look long for this world
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| When the world’s on your back
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| just sit down with Old Jack
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| And he’ll tell you tall tales of old
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| don’t go wasting your time
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| y' should be living your live for yourself
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| 'cause the very next day
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| they could take you away
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| and you wont have no stories to tell.
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| But seein' as you’re here
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| wont you buy us a beer
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| and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine
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| «Go wild and live your life
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| another time"//
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| I went down to my local just the other day
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| they told me Old Jack had been taken away
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| The hospital bed found him cold in the night
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| and snatched him away while he clung to his pipe
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| and his skin was so pale and his eyes wired shut
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| his story had come to an end
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| As I walked out the door
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| I was shattered and torn
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| I reme, bered the last words he said
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| don’t go wasting your time
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| y' should be living your live for yourself
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| 'cause the very next day
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| they could take you away
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| and you wont have no stories to tell.
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| But seein' as you’re here
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| wont you buy us a beer
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| and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine
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| «Go wild and live your life
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| another time"// |