Poor Jimmy Wilson

Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it
 And he stuttered sometimes
 And he needed a girl friend night times
 Didn't know how to go about it
 Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson.
 All the boys used to tease him, I know I did it
 And he was my friend
 At school we were always close together
 Hardly a day I didn't see him
 Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson.
 He used to go out for walks on his own
 With no-one to talk to at all
 He'd walk in the park till the evening grew dark
 Just feeling quite incredibly small.
 He was sitting in the park one Sunday evening
 Around about five
 When along came a lady, a total stranger
 Wanted young Jimmy to go with her
 Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson.
 Well she was so persuasive and seemed quite friendly
 So he went along
 And the lady who was lonely gave him tea
 And she was his friend for ever after
 Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson.