Jimmy The Tramp
Jimmy's a tramp who sleeps in a box,
With yesterday's news for a duvet.
A life without deadlines, no watches, no clocks,
Simply sunrise to welcome a new day.
But mostly the new days are blue days.
They're simply the same as the rest.
So thanks to the booze that's loosened his screws,
He's rejected, and labelled a 'pest'.
For Jimmy's got a mistress called cider.
He's been in love with this temptress for years.
But if only his love he'd denied her,
He'd have saved himself oceans of tears.
Now his face is a picture of heartache,
And it hangs in the last chance saloon.
And when the cider's all gone, Jimmy's hands shake,
And some say he barks at the moon.