when I was just a young boy
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I loved to play with my toys
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and sit around and watch tv
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sometimes we'd go to the beach
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I loved to go to the beach
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until an old man came to me
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I said hey mister, why do you look so blue
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he said it's nothing you just
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look like someone I once new
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I said oh really as I looked into his eyes
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right then and there I knew this man would tell no lies
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he said
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I am a man of glory, I've got a million stories
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if you would just listen to me
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I've sailed across this ocean, given so much devotion
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but just one thing has stayed with me, come here and see
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we'd find a park with flowers
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we'd sit and talk for hours
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he taught me ancient history
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he said
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I used to be a great man
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I traveled across this great land
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until an old man came to me
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and said
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I am a man of glory, I've got a million stories
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if you would just listen to me
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I've been around the world
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been with all kinds of girls
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but just one thing has stayed with me, come here and see
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but now I am much older
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my life has grown much colder
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I only care about one thing
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how can I make more money
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life's empty without money
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and then a voice spoke out to me
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and said
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I am a man of glory, I've got a million stories
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if you would just listen to me
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I used to be a rich man
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money can ruin a good man
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just look what it has done to me
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no I'm, I'm not the same as I used to be...
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He said
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| The Hippos |
