Many"s the time i"ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but i"m alright, i"m alright
I"m just weary to my bones
Still, you don"t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far a-way from home, so far away from home
I don"t know a soul who"s not been battered
I don"t&nb
