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作词 : Bowie |
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War made him a soldier |
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Little Frankie Mear |
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Peace left him a loser |
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The little bombardier |
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Lines of worry appeared with age |
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Unskilled hands that knew no trade |
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Spent his time in the picture house |
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The little bombardier |
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Frankie drank his money |
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The little that he made |
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Told his woes to no man |
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Friendless lonely days |
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Then one day in the ABC |
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Four bright eyes gazed longinly |
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At the ice-cream in the hand of |
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The little bombardier |
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Sunshine entered our Frankie's days |
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Gone his worries his hopeless maze |
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His life was fun and his life was full of joy |
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Two young children had changed his aims |
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He gave them toffees and played their games |
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He brought them presents with every coins he made |
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Then two gentlemen called him |
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Asked him for his name |
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Why was he friends with the children |
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Were they just a game |
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Leave them alone or we'll get sore |
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We've had blokes like you in the station before |
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The hand of authority said "no more" to |
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The little bombardier |
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Packed his bags his heart in pain |
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Wiped a tear caught a train |
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Not to be seen in the town again |
