The peoples champion
You were their pride and joy,
You were their man and our boy,
But fate made you its toy,
My heart goes out to you,
Oh! Dear boy my heart goes out to
you.
My good man, my great boy
My heart sung for you
In great odes
To great musical codes
I cheered when you were victor,
The ballad for the victorious
My heart sung for you
My heart weeps for you
For the fall from glory,
The tragedy to end the story
That was an awesome comedy
My heart weeps dearly.
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