a boy from nowhere (tom jones) The nights grow cold, My search for gold Is leading nowhere Whichever lonely road I take It seems to go where Its a fight to survive just until tomorrow How can I display What I know Im worthy of When they turn me away The doors are closed to such as I A boy from nowhere But not to those who merely buy The right to go where Theyll be met with respect, Not humiliation. A mans place on earth I have come to realize Is decided by birth So whats the future No matter where I go I will still belong... In Andalucia Where we dont know where The next pennys coming from Somethings wrong Im bound to Spain, I wont remain A boy from nowhere There has to be A place for me And I must go there I dont fantasize unlike a million others Who must bow and scrape For my one means of escape Is to flourish a cape. Ill fight all odds And fight the Gods if they oppose me I have to win I wont give in No one who knows me Would expect me to fail For the want of trying Not a man alive Had to beg or steal or fight More than me to survive So whats the future No matter where I go I will still belong... In Andalucia Where good honest men grow weak And the rich grow strong Somethings wrong Another dawn, another boy A boy from nowhere My destiny will guarantee Ill only go where Its a fight to survive just until tomorrow One more mouth to feed And the way things are round here, Thats the last thing they need
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 04:04:45 +0000
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