Jack Merritt wore Doc Marten boots on his tireless feet
And he dressed just like his favourite pint - black and white and neat
And his smile was like the morning breaking on a boundless shore
And from the start his great big heart was like an open door
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
Jack Merritt did a job he loved and he knew how love can heal
From a friendly glancе to a second chance, he knеw that change is real
And as he came over London Bridge, he was all that he could be
But he never knew that 25 was the oldest he would be
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
We're not the clothes we're wearing or the world we're born into
We're not the scars we're bearing but the door we're walking through
As I came over London Bridge like long before I'd done
My smile became the morning and my breath became a song
And my heart leapt high as a waking sky above a mountain ridge
Like a pair of black Doc Marten boots over London Bridge
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
As I came over London Bridge and out towards the sun
I will wear Jack Merritt's boots as I go marching on
And he dressed just like his favourite pint - black and white and neat
And his smile was like the morning breaking on a boundless shore
And from the start his great big heart was like an open door
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
Jack Merritt did a job he loved and he knew how love can heal
From a friendly glancе to a second chance, he knеw that change is real
And as he came over London Bridge, he was all that he could be
But he never knew that 25 was the oldest he would be
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
We're not the clothes we're wearing or the world we're born into
We're not the scars we're bearing but the door we're walking through
As I came over London Bridge like long before I'd done
My smile became the morning and my breath became a song
And my heart leapt high as a waking sky above a mountain ridge
Like a pair of black Doc Marten boots over London Bridge
As I came over London Bridge, all the flowers had gone
But I swear I saw Jack Merritt's boots and they were marching on
As I came over London Bridge and out towards the sun
I will wear Jack Merritt's boots as I go marching on
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