In your short sleeved shirt and shorts walking in the town
You look relaxed, healthy and brown
From lying in the sun you do have a nice tan
Though hopefully not at the expense of a shorter life span
Young John he was buried today
Far too young to die many did say
Of skin cancer at twenty nine
One more victim of too much sunshine
In height of Summer in shorts and singlets if you jog or run
Or lay in the hot afternoon sun
You may not live to grow old and gray
For to die in a natural way
For too much love of the sun with your life you might pay
Like young John who was buried today.
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