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 due to the booze that's loosened his screws,
He's rejected, and labelled a 'pest'.
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,
That hangs in the last chance saloon,
And when the cider's gone Jimmy's hands shake,
And some say he barks at the moon.
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