I don't know much about
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too much of my old man
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i know he walked right out the door
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we never saw him again
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last i heard he was at the bar
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doin himself in
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i know i got that same disease
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i got stuck with that from him
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this is the story of my old man
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just like his father before him
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i'm tellin you do anything you can
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so you don't end up just like them
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like them
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monday he woke up and hated life
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drank until wednsday and left his wife
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thursday thru saturday lost everything
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woke up on sunday miserable again
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I remember baseball games
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and working on the car
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told me that he loved me
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and that I would go far
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showed me how to work hard
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and stick up for myself
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I wish it wasn't too hard
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to listen to himself
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this is the story of my old man
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just like his father before him
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i'm tellin you do anything you can
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so you don't end up just like them
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like them
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monday he woke up and hated life
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drank until wednsday and left his wife
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thursday thru saturday I lost everything
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woke up on sunday miserable again
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again
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again
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ooh!
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Someday he'll wish that he made things rite
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*made things rite*
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long for his family and miss his wife
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*miss his wife*
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remember the days he had everything
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*everything*
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now he's alone and miserable again
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The Story Of My Old Man (Abbey Road Session Version)
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| Good Charlotte |
