Once upon a ruthless time
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Lived a man folks thought was kind
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People called him laughing Will
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But inside he loved to kill
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Ruled a city with his mob
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A connoisseur on the way to rob
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And some refused him, they're dead or lame
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And old Will always dodged the blame
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Johnny could not help be near
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But he saw Will's face quite clear
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Old Will Parker saw him run
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Followed with his smoking gun
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He was just a fairground boy
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A-helping him on the wheel of joy
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He pulled no punches, he played the game
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But Old Will shot him just the same
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Smoking Gun
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| Badfinger |
