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The children sit upon the stairs |
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High above a valley of tears |
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Don't let them see you crying that way oh no |
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Oh no joe porterhouse |
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Is not gone forever |
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He'll be back another day |
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Don't let them see you crying that way |
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Chorus |
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Please don't wake him let him sleep |
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It's a moment she can keep |
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Like an old bus ticket or a photograph |
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Resting on the mantlepiece |
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While for the wicked there is no peace |
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She says it's not his time to go |
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Why we were nearly lovers years ago |
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Now what is left for me |
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Among the broken branches of the family tree |
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Heart like an anchor |
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Arms like cable |
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He stood all alone on an iron turntable |
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Don't let them see you crying that way oh no |
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The sun beats down |
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It's cracking the flags |
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Boys who should know better |
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Are stamping out fags |
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Don't let them see you laughing that way |
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Chorus |
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Oh no joe porterhouse |
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Is not gone forever |
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He'll be back another day |
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Don't let them see you crying that way |
