Won't you smile, you look so shocked
Put the name tag on your smock
We've come to see you, Eddie Walker
We may pack a little tight
The girl up front says, it's alright
And look, there's more of us
Still getting off the bus
We wish you'd come back home with us
This one's you when you were small
And you're learning how to walk
There you are with Aunt Louise
You're bouncing on her knees
they all got cut down when she died
Nanny Walker, this is your life
You never had a son or a wife
You sure had a hell of a time
This one's you and Mary Jo
Well, she couldn't come, she says hello
she doesn't hate your guts
the whole thing shook her up
Now they've picked you up
girl, it's just your mind
girl, it's just your mind
You don't have a reason to cry
This whole stack, and all of these,
is a semester of mercies.
We're gonna leave you anywonger