The sun's setting slowly, beyond the last hill
As a chorus sings softly to a world waiting still
Of hearts weak and saddened and lives growing dim
Adios amigo, Gentleman Jim
Whet he lifted up his head, and then began to sing
Was like carols at Christmas, or birds in the Spring
Such joy and such sunshine reflected in him
Adios amigo, Gentleman Jim
Then God, while out walking, one day heard him singing,
With sadness and want to inspire
Said "Jim listen to me, one favour please do me
Come sing in my heavenly choir"
Now the long day is over, and the good race is run
And the world smiles much brighter for the things Jim has done
A place in God's chorus, they made just for him
Adios amigo, Gentleman Jim
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