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A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot
'Cause he loaded it up
when I was there to buy some strings
Certain times like these
Mean everything to me
Tommy looked up at his novelty clock
He stopped and locked up the shop to play a piece
He turned and talked to me
'Till I would have to leave
He said "young boy you gotta let it fly
There's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye
Don't you beg for prayer when there's so much more
You can dream the whole damn store
There be many a night when you can't find food
From the long road home to the hotel room
But don't forget that I always believed in you"
Good on you boy
Good on me
Good on you
A cigarette shock to the marigold pot
As they wished me good luck
I shut the door and crossed the street
Every couple weeks
I would check in just to see
To dish up in the shock
With the telephone up
Put my cigarette, cough
And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"
And not believe
That Tommy had to leave
Hey there boy go ahead and fly
Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky
I won't forget that you always believed in me
'Cause many a night when I can't find food
Take a look at me now man I'm playing my tunes
I won't forget you
'Cause you were good to me
Good on you, boy
Hell, good on me
But good on you
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But good on you
Hell, good on me
Good on you, boy
'Cause you were good to me
I won't forget you
Take a look at me now man I'm playing my tunes
'Cause many a night when I can't find food
I won't forget that you always believed in me
Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky
Hey there boy go ahead and fly
That Tommy had to leave
And not believe
And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"
Put my cigarette, cough
With the telephone up
To dish up in the shock
I would check in just to see
Every couple weeks
I shut the door and crossed the street
As they wished me good luck
A cigarette shock to the marigold pot
Good on you
Good on me
Good on you boy
But don't forget that I always believed in you"
From the long road home to the hotel room
There be many a night when you can't find food
You can dream the whole damn store
Don't you beg for prayer when there's so much more
There's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye
He said "young boy you gotta let it fly
'Till I would have to leave
He turned and talked to me
He stopped and locked up the shop to play a piece
Tommy looked up at his novelty clock
Mean everything to me
Certain times like these
when I was there to buy some strings
'Cause he loaded it up
A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot
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