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He lived in Cincinnati, was born in 29
His life was uneventful, not a bit like yours or mine
His mother raised him proper, and his dad kept him in line
He lived in Cincinnati, he was born in 29
He went upstate to college, he got no honors there
He had a lot to offer, but no one seemed to care
He'd visit home on weekends and his
Folks would see him then
They never asked him what he'd done
Nor where he might have been
He met a girl along the way
He thought it was romance
He started to come out a bit
She'd given him a chance
For a week he couldn't find her
Then he finally got the news
She'd married an old boyfriend
And she'd moved to Syracuse
He holds the hurt in nicely
So you never ever tell
Outside he looks like heaven
But inside he feels like hell
He's crying out for something
That he'll never ever know
And everyone ignores him
Cause he's just a plain ol' Joe
And oh plain ol' Joe
And oh plain ol' Joe
And oh plain ol' Joe
And oh plain ol' Joe
Everyone around him seems so self-assured
Everybody seemed to have it made
Everybody acted like you never lived
You're just a guy who never made the grade
You're just a guy who never had a real friend
You never seemed to ever really bloom
But you finally made the papers just the other day
When they found your body
In your lonely little room
He lived in Cincinnati, was born in 29
His life was uneventful, not a bit like yours or mine
His mother raised him proper
And his dad kept him in line
He lived in Cincinnati and he died in 69
Written by: Chuck Girard
