Lester Walker wasn't a great talker
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He went to parties but always stood along
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People amused him, he was always looking on
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But now our Lester Walker's gone
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Bus rides, highways, looking for a new place
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Found a new space and called it home
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Seen on beaches making castles in the sand
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Being alone was all he'd ever known
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Well he's gone
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Our Lester's gone from our home
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That's what his mother cries
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He doesn't even phone to tell her how he is
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His room's the same s when he was just a little boy
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I know that he'll return some day, yeah she knows he will
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Three months later in the park he meets a boy named Sid
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They talk of all the things they'd do and all the things they did
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Everyday they'd sit and meet and talk and watch and laugh
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So close a bond yet so innocent, a love was formed
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The two of them climb up a hill and in a warm embrace
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They watch the sun slowly set behind a mountain range
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All they needed was there and then nothing needed to be said
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'Cause nothing can disturb the unconcerned
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But then
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In the morning paper Lester reads that Sid is dead
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Got stabbed in the park late last night
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Lester cries out in pain, runs to the window and releases himself
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Now side by side they lie in the mortuary
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Well he's gone
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Our Lester's gone from our home
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That's what his mother cried
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The phone smashed on the floor she knows where her son lies
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His room's the same as when he was just a little boy
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Never to return to his mother's loving arms
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Oh yes he's gong
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Our Lester's gone from our home
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She cries and cries
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No he don't phone no more, she knows where he now lies
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His room's the same aw when he was just a little boy
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Never to return to his mother's loving arms
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Words & Music: Stevie Plunder
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Tim Freedman: vocals, piano
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Stevie Plunder: guitar, vocals
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Andy Lewis: bass, backing vocals
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Louis Burdett: drums Recorded January, March 1993 at Skyhigh
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The Ballad of Lester Walker
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The Whitlams |