Who'd ever have thought I'd be sitting here singing
About an old man I knew twenty years ago
He taught me how to be my own man
How to chase my dreams and not to let them go.
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He was a man that nobody owned
A man that nobody owned
He was a little bit crazy and a little over blown
He was a man that nobody owned.
We'd sit out on the front porch in the old swing
He'd drink his beer and feel bumps on my head
"You'll grow up stubborn just like your old Paw-Paw,"
Are the few words i remember that he said.
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They say that in his day he was a fighter
He built a union for the carmen on the trains
Fighting for the good life for his fellow man,
He rode the rails from Florida to Maine.
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