I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my son
By joy and sorrow
Cast along between the furrows
Of a field
No longer shown
By anyone
I held a dandelion
That said the time had come
To leave us
Upon the wind
Not to return
When summer burned the earth again
Oh
Oh

Oh
No no oh
Oh
No no oh
Oh
Oh
I once wrote such childish words for you
But that's okay
Those treasured children always seem to find
And just like her
You must have had
Once upon a time
You must have had
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Nothing about you
Nothing about you
Nothing about you
Nothing about you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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God bless you, Zach.
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This is dedicated to Watford.
I haven't mentioned them too many times tonight.
But this is what this is all in aid of for me.
They're a great little team.
And may we long to support them,
whoever we are.
Thank you very much.
It's a Pete Townsend song.
And it's one of the best songs
I've ever heard.

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