Jonathan Thompson - Hoping for Some Light Lyrics
On the streets of Camberwell, there’s a drunk who’s not too wellAnd as he staggers to the green he thinks he’s being seenThen he punches at the air, says by Christ this is not fairIt’s a hard life, it’s a hard lifeThen off the 36 jumps a mother with three kidsAnd as there pulling at her coat she carries a heavy loadHer face is awful lean, she’s probably just nineteenIt’s a hard life, it’s a hard lifeIt’s a hard life, to bearThe dog man opted out, many years agoDestined to be great, he’d rather no one knowsA black-end face and his shorts are tornLike a sailor all forlornIt’s a hard life, it’s a hard lifeTo Chapel Grove they flockObedient to the wordThe Reverend he is waiting, wanting to be heardThe organ’s loud and their standing proudHe tell’s them what he’s learnedIt’s a hard life, it’s a hard lifeIt’s a hard life, to bearAnd a long road, a long roadTrying to get it rightIt’s a long road, a long roadHoping for some lightHoping for some light