Shocking Songs you own

At least people remember it, it cannot be that bad!

@squeezy wrote:

@cath 55 wrote:

i’m no bodys child, no bodys child, just like a flower i’m growin wild, no mummys kisses and no daddys smile, no body wants me i’m nobodys child’

ohhh…my mum used to sing that when I was little (not to me of course lol) :lol:

I always thought it was so sad.

Another one she used to sing…Streets of London, I can’t remember the words to it though.

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday’s paper telling yesterday’s news

So how can you tell me you’re lonely,
And say for you that the sun don’t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I’ll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She’s no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman’s mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn’t care

Chorus

hugsssssssssss squeezy xxx

@cath 55 wrote:

@squeezy wrote:

@cath 55 wrote:

i’m no bodys child, no bodys child, just like a flower i’m growin wild, no mummys kisses and no daddys smile, no body wants me i’m nobodys child’

ohhh…my mum used to sing that when I was little (not to me of course lol) :lol:

I always thought it was so sad.

Another one she used to sing…Streets of London, I can’t remember the words to it though.

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday’s paper telling yesterday’s news

So how can you tell me you’re lonely,
And say for you that the sun don’t shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I’ll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She’s no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman’s mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn’t care

Chorus

hugsssssssssss squeezy xxx

i got that on my music library as well caff. ralph mctell.

IN THE GHETTO ELVIS …NOW THATS SAD…OH AND CATH … LEADER OF THE PACK