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Remember those five-dollar days armed with a paintbrush |
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And how he's soldiered on with hard work and full coffee cups |
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You inspired me, with your tenacity |
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Never laying down to your disease |
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Kenny Walls, this one goes out to you |
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Clad with a scally cap and numerous tattoos |
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You always soldiered on, thought a lifetime worth of dues |
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We will not forget the example you laid |
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Never quitting regardless of obstacles made |
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Hey tough, we're singing your praises here |
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This is an ode to a man who spent his whole life in a fight |
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Never getting counted out at all or ducking from our sight |
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Our eulogy for him is clear, we know just what to say |
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Kenny Walls he was a fighter right up to his passing day |
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You got your DC35 and worked hard at your trade |
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People were impressed with the efforts that you made |
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When it came to music you loved your punk |
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Never privy to pop or disco junk |
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Kenny Walls, this chorus is sent to you |
