Family taught him right from wrong, Local tales and children`s songs, Sunday school was his shelter, With his friends Joe and Walter, Now those days so far away, An empty swing where he once played, Now he`s got so fat and bald, He never thought that he`d grow old.
Everyday when he gets the train Looks out the window and he thinks in vain If I could only be that boy again
He`s got a sales job and it gets him down Same old faces, same old sounds Heart attacks, orthopaedic backs Documents and labelled racks
His wife can`t stand the sight of him With his routine glass of gin She makes his lunch of processed ham Waiting for the meter man
Everyday when he gets the train looks out the window and he thinks in vain If I could only be that boy again
(Take it away Bill)
He could be that boy again
Another day, another gin His kids don`t even notice him Something different about his face His happy smile seems out of place
Family gathered round for tea Eyes fixed on the new telly A news flash came and then it said Bill McCai was just found dead
No more windows, no more trains Hung himself out in the rain Now he`ll never be that boy again
And we say...
Bye, bye Bill Mccai Bye, bye Bill Mccai Bye, bye Bill Mccai
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