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Foolkiller di Gene Pitney
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Once there was a boy who left the bed he slept in.
And he ran away ‘cause he felt life was cruel. A killer of fools was walking close behind him. The boy was afraid that he’d be thought a fool. Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say. He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay. Better runaway boy was a runaway boy. Very much like you. So he climed the hills and roamed the woods and valleys. Just get up and go became his golden rule. A killer of fools was walking in the shadows. The boy was afraid that he’d be thought a fool. Then there came a day a man and woman found him. Lovingly they smiled and then they called him son. No more did he fear that wicked old fool killer. I know that it’s true because I was the one Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say. He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay. Well who was the fool tell me the boy in his bed Or the boy who used to roam Runaway boy listen, runaway boy better go on home.
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Once there was a boy who left the bed he slept in.
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And he ran away 'cause he felt life was cruel.
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A killer of fools was walking close behind him.
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The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool.
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Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say.
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He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay.
G F#m G F#m
Better runaway boy was a runaway boy.
G A F#m
Very much like you.
So he climed the hills and roamed the woods and valleys.
Just get up and go became his golden rule.
A killer of fools was walking in the shadows.
The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool.
Then there came a day a man and woman found him.
Lovingly they smiled and then they called him son.
No more did he fear that wicked old fool killer.
I know that it's true because I was the one
Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say.
He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay.
Well who was the fool tell me the boy in his bed
Or the boy who used to roam
Runaway boy listen, runaway boy better go on home.
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