I'm just a poor boy
though my story's seldom told

I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles

such are promises:
All lies and jest still a man hears what he wants to hear
and disregards the rest

When I left my home and family
I was no more than a boy
in the company of strangers
in the quiet of a railway station

running scared.
Laying low
seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged
people go
looking for the places only they would know.

Lie-la-lie

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BMfhNHW7jw