| MATT
McGINN |
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Big Willie's Blues
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I went up to the Royal Infirmary, to see Big Willie
there, He didn't look too cheerful, his face was turning
blue. I spoke to him about racing, football and politics
too, From the table he snatched up a notebook, from
my pocket he picked out a pen, The sister she came running, she said Big Willie
was dead, The sister read that message, and I found I'd
made a boob, |
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