Early mornings on a paper round
Early evenings, just the same
Doing school not knowing why
Enjoyed a playground game
Joined the Knights Association
Thank that singer Frankie Vaughn
With all those other nowhere kids
Who found no joy in being born
Delivering coal and paraffin oil
For next to nothing but the tips
Smokey Bacon flavoured crisps
Players' Weights and puckered lips
What luck it was to do all that
It gave me strength as I got older
To know that rough was not that tough
Not giving in would make me bolder
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