One Armed Bandito Blues

He's standing there
Without a care
Eating cold refritos
He popped a spring
He heard a ding
The old one armed bandito

You never know
Another man's woes
Until you wear his shoes
His looks alarming
He's downright charming
But he has the blues

His swaggered walk
A limping gate
Shows rusting of his gears
But he trods on
His youth is gone
He tries to hide his fears

Chorus
If you see
This boyish man
Who has enthusiasm
Please be nice
Said Jesus Christ
His heart is full of passion

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