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They¢¥re trying to frame my partner
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He was struggling through another show
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And as the sell-out crowd was leaving
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To finish the evening
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He was feeling very low
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Above the tinkling champain glasses
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The last time we met on the boardwalk
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We spoke of dreams and schemes
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And things we¢¥d planned to finish
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But we knew he couldn¢¥t last
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It all seems so sad now
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When he looked me in the eye
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One last time
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Imagine how we felt
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I hope that I can carry it
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I know that I will never forget
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That familiar light in your eye
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I¢¥ll see you soon my old friend
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I¢¥m sure that my time¢¥s just around the bend
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And we¢¥ll sing the songs one more time
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I¢¥m sorry I¢¥m not smiling
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You can see there¢¥s nothing on my mind
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Save the wake for the wind
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Next time it rains and thunders
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Cryin¢¥-he¢¥s another good man down
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He¢¥s another good man down
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He¢¥s another good man down
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But now the truth is in doubt
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Did he take the easy way out?
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There are so fewer burdens to go with that role
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And who¢¥s to say that he who knows nothin¢¥ really knows
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Well I¢¥m wondering
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Good Man Down
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| Bob Siebenberg |
