Alan Marshall

was touched by the plight of the little girl and kept wishing I were there to play with her

was astonished at his outburst. I had not connected the song with myself. I was

But that I should consider myself like her was ridiculous

he don’t know he’s crippled

‘He’ll never know it if he lives to be a hundred.’

’d like to be like you but I can’t, and you want to ride like me, and you can’t. So both of us are crook on it

how pleased he would be when I could prove to him I could ride

I became the equal of my mates

You’re different from other boys. You never want to forget that. You can’t do what

They clung to their sorrow. I could never see a reason for it