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Текст песни: George was born somewhere inside London town
Working as he grew for that extra pound.
Respected by all he married and made a home.
To give his children more then he had known.
But then he died with out an explanation.
He never lied, a very sincere relation.
Years before a fire sent him in the street.
It took him months of work to make ends meet.
But then he died without and explanation.
He never lied, a very sincere relation .
Working as he grew for that extra pound.
Respected by all he married and made a home.
To give his children more then he had known.
But then he died with out an explanation.
He never lied, a very sincere relation.
Years before a fire sent him in the street.
It took him months of work to make ends meet.
But then he died without and explanation.
He never lied, a very sincere relation .
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