Duncan Edwards, Obviously Black Country Brave.
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Dear Duncan, do you mind if I imagine you play?
As I’ve heard many elders say,
You are a legend,
You are a great,
And their opinion I highly rate.
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Dear Duncan, were you as strong as what I’ve been told?
You were obviously
Black Country brave, Black Country bold.
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Yes, I’ve heard that you were complete,
A colossus young man you were difficult to beat.
A powerhouse I’ve heard you described,
Do you mind if I read your career inscribed?
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Quietly I pay my respect,
Where a man and his name is a topical subject.
In the heart of Dudley Town centre
Excuse me may I now enter,
Into your past
I’m not first to conceive,
And most definitely I shan’t be the last.
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Your innocent childhood days,
Before the hoorah, adulation and praise.
Your knees were they caked in mud?
Certainly Duncan I believe you were evidently good.
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Who were your friends and who was your best mate?
That field where you played on a council estate.
Who first led you out on the green?
Who helped you to fulfil your dream?
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Dear Duncan, it’s Sunday first week of September,
Dudley shall always remember,
Their favoured son,
On the grass of Old Trafford did run.
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