daddy's warbucks were long and green
like his busy lean fingers on the adding machine.
he never looked down as he tallied the sums,
when daddy was in town and the war had just been won.
daddy's warbucks were still long and green
when you visited downtown, and the scene was seen.
he had those dollar marks imprinted all over him,
according to his assistant who was really rather frank back then.
but daddy did good, all the best that he could;
and we all loved to see him when at last he really would
come home with ink stained fingers and we knew he was our friend
for daddy had the message when the news wore thin.
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