Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye I could see it And he stuttered sometimes And he needed a girlfriend nighttimes 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 'til the evening grew dark 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 forever after Poor Jimmy Wilson Poor Jimmy Wilson