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Four Eyes- Randy Newman -One september morning when I was five My daddy said, son, rise from your bed. I thought, I must be dreaming, its still dark outside He said, son if you fall behind youll never get ahead Heres your little brown cowboy shirt, put it on Heres your little brown cowboy pants, put em on Heres your little brown shoes, can you tie them yourself? Get into the car, were gone! We drove, it seemed like forever, Further than Id ever been away from home Then my daddy stopped the car, and he turned to me He said, son its time to make us proud of you, Its time to do whats right Gonna have to learn to work hard I said, work? what are you talking about? Youre not gonna leave me here, are you? He said yes I am! And drove off into the morning light For a while I stood there, on the sidewalk A roy rogers lunch pail in my hand Then I heard sweet childrens voices calling And I began to understand They said, four eyes! look like youre still sleeping! Four eyes! look like youre dead! Four eyes! where have you been keeping yourself? Look like you been whupped upside the head. |
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