I still can picture him, his hands in his back pockets
He wasn't much for words, but when the wise kids made a racket
He'd just have to go downtown
Throw his weight around before starting over
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I still can picture him, his hands in his back pockets
He wasn't much for words, but when the wise kids made a racket
He'd just have to go downtown
Throw his weight around before starting over