Sponsor |  merseypride | Apr 7, 1:30pm | Its pouring rain and freezing cold
these city streets aren't paved with gold
I'm sleeping rough and growing old
and "move along" I'm getting told
Living on the streets
Haven't had a bite to eat
frostbite fingers, blistered feet
people passing on the street
and now the rain has turned to sleet
As I look for shelter
Why did I leave why did we split
should have made a go of it
was all my fault I now admit
can't blame her one little bit
I cheated on my dearest
Don't pity me as you walk by
if you've never seen a grown man cry
just take a look and wonder why
how I wish that I would die
then no more living on the streets
John Churchill 2008 |
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