The Jumper

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Hugh Coltman - Pop

The Jumper

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Well, I wore my father's jumper for the first time today It never would've fit him, though it does fit me His name in big old letters, just written on the back I wore my father's jumper, I don't think he'll want it back The jumper ain't a new one, these holes are secondhand Probably why it's a present given to my old man My brother or auntie, there's just no way to tell It's got my dad's name on it, and so it serves me well Could've been a better son Been a good man, could I be a better one? For worse or better, better or worse I am the man of my birth Well, there's a gun shop and a sex shop facing off across the street This hard sell's getting harder than what's stuck here in between We fulfill every fetish, every single little whim My jumper's no exception, 'cept it belonged to him Well, a jumper, oh, it can be warm as winter with the stone Jumper kept me from the cold, kept me from being alone Well, it's funny after everything he toiled to give his sons Stupid little jumper, stupid orphan son Could've been a better son Been a good man, could I be a better one? For worse or better For worse or better, yeah For worse or better, better or worse I am the man of my birth

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