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| Kinky Dinky
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| He was a schoolboy -- nobody knew his real name He never spoke up -- he had no reason He kept his distance -- he had his freedom |
| He was a hero nobody every knew He was a stranger and he kept his secret He lived on his own terms |
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| Colored tin soldiers they were his only friends He took the laughter -- he took the pain Was he a fool? Or maybe a saint He lived on his own terms |
| (Written by Peter Baumann) |
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