♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ When I was just a skinny bad street boy A runny nose and trousers to my knee I left my home to join the traveling fair And ride the streets back every day for free And I said ♪ ♪ Good night to see me fight your life for me No, no, no, no, no Now Jesse was my hero in those days He was born and bred in Chauvin off the road And I went to get to see him about my place Well the last time that he saw me Was a long time ago you know I may have been just a skinny bad street boy ♪ But I don't like that kind of thing No, no, no, no, no No, no, no Yeah I said I said Yeah I said ♪ ♪ ♪ When I was just a skinny bad street boy Youth was spent on youth I'm telling you I left my home to join the traveling fair Meet the big firewood Take my car to Sandy Park School Oh no I may have been just a skinny bad street boy ♪ But I've been there and back and oh it's true No, no, no, no, no I said Don't you do that I said Don't you do that I said Don't you do that I said Don't you do that Oh yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪