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SAD END (Rodney's Song)


(Words and Music : Alf Davies)


Rodney was a rustic who had come from a farm
He went to boarding school where he'd come to no harm
Rodney was expelled, he didn't make the grade
This was the first error Rodney made

Rodney's number came up in the national draft
They sent him overseas to a total bloodbath
Rodney hadn't asked about the price he'd pay
This was the next error Rodney made



Rodney didn't come home (come home)
Rodney didn't come home
Rodney didn't come home (come home)
Rodney wasn't ready to die
He found a new ally
Rodney split for Chiang Mai

The buddha sticks, trips and rocks
The good-time King, Penang, Bangkok
His every vice and wish bizarre
Rodney thanked his lucky star

Rodney had a system that would never fail
Couriers of Rodney never went to gaol
Rodney didn't notice the long, thin blade
This was the last error Rodney made



Rodney didn't come home (come home)
Rodney didn't come home
Rodney didn't come home (come home)
He didn't come home again
Rodney met a sad end

Rodney didn't come home (come home)
Rodney didn't come home
Rodney didn't come home (come home)
He didn't come home again
Rodney met a sad end

Rodney didn't come home (come home)




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Alf Davies: alf@BackPocketRecords.com
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Last revised April 23 2002
Copyright Alf Davies 2002 all rights reserved