The Return of Frank Haffey
¶ 1
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Sometimes when I’m lowdown
Sometimes when I’m not happy
I turn my back on this world
And think I’m Frank Haffey.
¶ 2
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How can I look you in the face
When I’m synonymous with national disgrace?
Somehow I got out of here alive –
Signed for Sydney Budapest in 1965.
¶ 3
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Jimmy Greaves is haunting my dreams
Still cry when I hear God Save the Queen
Think of the good times in between
Mind on that header by Gordon McQueen?
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We could run off somewhere new
Needn’t be Argentina or Peru
Just far enough for Johnny Haynes
Not to come looking for me and you.
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