Count the days into years
Yes 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 egg, 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

A Sunday morning bright and clear
Lovely flowers, decorate the marvellous square
People cry and walk away 
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

Grocer Jack, grocer Jack, is it true what mummy says
You won't come back
Oh no, no
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