I dedicate this song to Mr. William Latka
music & words by T. Nakayama
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1st verse:
Bill was a good friend of mine. He was leading a lonely life.
He was 58. Scared of facing his fate.
So I took him the Hudson Valley for a bunjee jump
Tied his body with a mighty rope
Seeing the bottom, he got shaken up.
When he said, “stop”, I kicked his ass.
Chorus:
I said, “Go baby, go baby, there you go
Go on and on, just take a fall.”
I said, “ Go baby, go baby, you’ll know
There’s nothing you’re afraid of at all.”
When I pulled him up he said “you, son of a gun!”
2nd verse:
Bill said that was fun. He gave me his thumbs up.
I said “yeah, isn’t it?” Lit his favorite cigarette.
With a smoke he said, “Kid, thank you for your kindness.
But I can fall a hundred thousand times.
‘Cause I’ve got damn good insurance.”
I slapped his bald head and kicked his ass.
Chorus: the same.
Bridge:
And then my sadness came, when Billy’s brother called me and said:
“Last Monday, he was found lying on the floor – he was dead.
When he was buried, he looked happy, like he passed with pride.”
I wasn’t ready to lose him, became speechless and cried.
Last chorus:
I shouted, “Go baby, go baby, there you go
Go on and knock on heaven’s door
I shouted, “Go baby, go baby, I know
There’s nothing to bother you any more.”
When my tears fell I said “you, son of a gun!”
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