The Faithful One, Jack
He waits by his door
When will he be back
No mistake about it
The faithful one, Jack
He'd walk with him
Always by his side
Never left him alone
With such a sense of pride
He'd be with him
On the farm and at his home
No matter what happened
He'd never be alone
He'd sit and wait
Not far from the bus
For others to see this
It meant nothing to us
So, now, where is he
Is the question on his mind
The faithful one, Jack
And the ties that did bind
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