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Nothing like a conversation
sitting in the railway station with my Grandad
he would sit some suds while I chewed on my milkduds
thats my Grandad

He always smiled at me
and said I was the special one
and that I’d have my day in the sun

Horses would be on TV with lots of old men yelling
That’s my Grandad
Tickets would be on floor mixed in with peanut shells of course
That’s my Grandad

I don’t think he ever won a dime But we always had a good time
That’s my Grandad
Those special times I won’t forget he lived his live with no regret
That’s my Grandad

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