GROCER JACK (EXCERPT FROM A TEENAGE OPERA)
Keith West - 1969
Jack get up and get some fresh air,
for Jesus Christ, get on your feet,
Without you, Jack, the town can't eat.
Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your bed,come into town,
don't let me down, oh no, no.
It's Sunday morning, bright and clear,
lovely flowers decorate a marble square.
People cry from far away, think about the fateful day,
now they wish, they'd given Jack more attention and respect,
little children, dressed in black,
don't know what happened to old Jack.
+ REFRAIN
Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, is it true what Mammy said,
you won't come back. oh no, no.
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