[Verse 1: Jenny Mitchell]
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest

[Verse 2: Jenny Mitchell]
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared, laying low
Seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know

[Hook: Jenny Mitchell, with Maegan and Nicola Mitchell]
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, la la lie la lie

[Verse 3: Jenny Mitchell]
Asking only workman's wages, I come lookin' for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there

[Verse 5: Jenny Mitchell, with Maegan and Nicola Mitchell]
Now I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone
Goin' home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me
Leadin' me
Goin' home
[Hook: Jenny Mitchell, with Maegan and Nicola Mitchell]
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, la la lie la lie

[Verse 6: Jenny Mitchell, with Maegan and Nicola Mitchell]
In the clearing stands a boxer, a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down and cut him
'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving", but the fighter still remains

[Hook: Jenny Mitchell, with Maegan and Nicola Mitchell]
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, la la lie la lie
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie
Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, la la lie la lie