Sleeper Bill - Young Poor Boy

He was a young poor boy
Walkin' all alone
The word he most heard was "lose"
How could it be good?

He had no mother
He had no father too
The only things he knew
Were violence and booze

He was dreaming
He was waiting for a better life
He was hoping somebody would look at him
He was dreaming
He was waiting
But he'd never seen a hand
To help him to become a man
Not a young poor boy

He had no friend at all
Just a poor blind cat
Who helped him when he was crying
He was the only thing he loved

Then he found a gun
And some bullets in a box
Now, nobody in the street
Will ignore him again

He was dreaming
He was waiting for a better life
He was hoping somebody would look at him
He was dreaming
He was waiting
But he'd never seen a hand
To help him to become a man
Not a young poor boy

Written by:
Guilhem CREACH

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