Lyrics

Boy
Words and music Chris Cresswell
© Chris Cresswell 2024
Hey where ya going? With that suitcase in your hand
Oh don’t leave me daddy please
For there’s so much to understand

Life’s no fun when ya mamma’s drunk and ya gotta find your way down the barrel of a gun yeah
Setting out into the streets
No where to run, nothing to eat
He starts to shake from the inside
But his face as tough as New York pride
Life’s no fun when ya mamma’s drunk and ya gotta find your way down the barrel of a gun yeah
A cardboard box is his redemption,
Nothing to you but it’s a mansion
He sees the ghost of one alive,
A crown of thorns, to seal his cry
Life’s no fun when ya mamma’s drunk and ya gotta find your way down the barrel of a gun yeah