Count the days
into years
His eighty two
brings many fears
Yesterday's
laughter turned to tears
His arms and
legs don't feel so strong
His heart is
weak, there's something wrong
Opens windows in
despair, tries to breathe in some fresh air
His conscience
cries: "get on your feet
Without you,
Jack, the town can't eat"
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, get off your back
Go into town,
don't let them down, oh no no
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, get off your back
Go into town,
don't let them down, oh no no
The people that
live in the town don't understand
He's never been
known to miss his round
"It's
ten-o'clock", the housewives yell
"When Jack turns
up we'll give him hell"
Husbands moan at
breakfast tables
No milk, no
eggs, no marmalade labels
Mothers send
their children out
To Jack's house
to scream and shout
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, get off your back
Come into town,
don't let us down, oh no no
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, get off your back
Come into town,
don't let us down, oh no no
It's Sunday
morning bright and clear
Lovely flowers
decorate a marvellous square
People cry and
walk away and think about the fateful day
Now they wish
they'd given Jack more affection and respect
The little
children dressed in black
Don't know what
happened to old Jack
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says
You won't come
back, oh no no
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says
You won't come
back, oh no no
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says
You won't come
back, oh no no
Grocer Jack,
grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says
You won't come
back, oh no no ....
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