Local Boy

Jimmy was a local boy but he's seen much more than a change in the weather,

Sitting in a uniform of a three-piece suit and the ribbons from his past,

Looking for a little boy at the bar with the mouth who thinks he's clever now,

Dreaming of a day that he got home from the war to his childhood sweetheart,

No he don't need anyone, there's no-one there for him,

Just a feeling of an empty place deteriorating.

Jimmy was a local boy but he's seen much more than I'm bound to ever,

A member of a dying breed that sat and wait as it all just falls apart,

Dreaming of a day that's oh-so long ago that he can't remember right,

There was a time a man could still be a man and be proud to use his heart.

No he don't need anyone, there's no-one there for him,

There was really only one, now he misses how she sounds;

He frowns,

Line 'em up and he puts them down,

It's sad; this town,

Seems to fail to appreciate the man.

No he don't need anyone, there's no-one there for him,

No he don't feel anymore, cos Jimmy's so thick-skinned,

And a long, long time ago, when he could break your heart,

There was really only one, now he misses how she sounds;

He frowns,

Line 'em up and he puts them down,

It's sad; this town,

Seems to fail to appreciate what he's about;

Line 'em up and he puts them down,

It's sad; this town,

Seems to fail to appreciate the man.