The Quiet Man - Thinking about him Still

When I was a young boy
I saw my first man get killed
Now I'm an old man
Thinking about him still
Thinking about him still

When I was a young boy
Saw my first man get killed
He was choking on his last breath
Hanging from the gallows pole
Hanging from the gallows pole

He had a tear in his eye
I bet his story had never been told
I wish I could have taken him aside
Had him tell it to me whole
Had him tell it to me whole

Now I'm a young man
I've seen many more tragedies
Still I don't understand
Why does this have to be?
Why does this have to be?

When I was a young boy
Saw my first man get killed
Now I'm an old man
Thinking of him still
Thinking about him still

Thinking about him still

Written by:
Sean Thornton

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