Jimmy Wayne - Kerosene Kid - Sözleri

I know what it’s like, growing up poor

I remember that night walking home from the store

Stopping every few minutes, sitting down that jug

Blowing on my hands trying to warm them up

And seeing that other kid from my homeroom class

In that nice warm car, as he rode past 

And our eyes meeting as they sometimes did

Reading my name on his lips



Kerosene kid, don’t let ‘em get you down

Just hold your head up and be proud

Kerosene kid, they don’t understand

Everything that we got is a gift

Kerosene kid



I get home with that jug

Mama filled up the heater

And those kerosene fumes filled up the trailer

Got all over everything like a blanket of dust

On the sheets, on the bed, on the carpet, and on us

Next morning at school in yesterday’s clothes

Somebody be laughing, some girl be holding her nose

I’d sit there embarrassed, my face turning red

Getting at her telling myself



Kerosene kid, don’t let ‘em get you down

Just hold your head up and be proud

Kerosene kid, they don’t understand

Everything that we got is a gift

Kerosene kid



Every day when I look in the mirror

I can’t say enough

About the little man back in my memory

That never gave up



Kerosene kid, they didn’t get you down

You held your head up, you stood proud

Kerosene kid, yeah you understand 

Everything that you got is a gift



Kerosene kid, don’t let them get you down

Hold your head up and stay proud

Kerosene kid, we’ll all understand 

Everything that we got is a gift

Kerosene kid



Don’t let ’em get you down

Kerosene kid








		
			



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