It was early this morning.
He passed by these houses on
He was tall, he was slender,
and his dark eyes so tender.
His occupation was mining
was feeding the children.
Number 8 is all flooded and many
And we don't know their number but
we fear they're all doomed.
So I picked up the baby and
Timmy fourteen an d there's
Their own time soon will be coming
to go down the black hole.
Oh, if I had the money to do more
I'd give them good learning,
they'd be checkers an d weighers
and not spend their time drilling
Now what can I say to his
Or what can I say to my heart
To my heart that's clear broken
Say did you see him going so
He was tall, he was slender,
and his dark eyes so tender.
His occupation was mine in
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