William Francis

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[Verse 1]
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William Francis, noble lord,
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his fortune built on sweat and sword,
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built an empire tall as a hill
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but he don't have fun and he never will.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Verse 2]
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Sees the world so far below
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and though he tries, he'll never know.
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Friends to greet the breaking of day
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and love to pass the night away.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Bridge]
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  William Francis high and dry
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  with his paradise denied.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Verse 3]
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William Francis, lost, alone,
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a thousand ifs and a heart of stone.
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He measures his life in gain) and cost
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but he'll never add up the world he lost.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Bridge]
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  William Francis high and dry
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  with his paradise denied.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Interlude]
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[Re-Intro]
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[Verse 4]
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William Francis, master of all
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but none to catch him when he falls.
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He works us long and he works us hard
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but we'll dance all the way to the knacker's yard.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Bridge]
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  William Francis high and dry
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  with his paradise denied.
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My, my,       my, my.

[Outro] (Repeat and Fade Out)
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My, my,       my, my.