Rue Royale Meant To Roam
i was a little boy i was a little child i did not dress my own you covered me in white before you sent me out told me where not to go you'd pack my lunch and say god bless you on the road
when i was on my own i wandered far from home there were the wildest beasts they'd strip you to the bone but they did not want me i smelled too much of home so then i moved along i guess i'm meant to roam
i took around the bend and came across a town the people made of stone the only folks around i couldn't understand why such a lovely world could tolerate a crowd that didn't love their own
so many years have passed from stepping on the road still haven't got a clue of what is food or foe if you could find the time come catch me up in june then we could journey on i love to be with you
