Yes .... it's him again!
I know ... time just does not allow these days.
Same applies 'over there' at KVR but, as it's a free-for-all, I thought I would drop this one in.
It's a true story by US lyricist Bryan Williamson, about his father's life.
Other than lyrics the rest is all me.
Orphan by: BK Williamson © 2015
He was born in the hills
of East Tennessee
in the year of our good lord
nineteen- nineteen
He was soon abandoned
his home for to leave
Destined for the highways
and rail yards was he
He made his way west
in an empty Boxcar
He walked in the sunshine
and slept 'neath the stars
The fires of the work camps
made him feel at home
The life of a Hobo,
to wander and roam
Chorus:
Just another orphan
that no one will miss
Another mouth to feed
Another name on a list
If he fell off the earth
in the middle of the night
no one could tell you
it's wrong or right
His memories soon faded
of old Tennessee
but for the strap on
his stepfather's knee
But he harbored no vengeance
His mind was at ease
Life passes quickly
when you're lonely and free
Well he saw his first ocean
and watched the sun set
out over the water
he'd never forget
Then he crossed a great water
back east of this land
to fight the Big War
and return if he can
He fought The Big War
and returned to the town
in East Tennessee
to a girl he had found
They wed in the Spring
and when Winter had come
my father and mother
both welcomed a son
Chorus: =======
