Luke wanders idly around the yard
He toddles in circles and wonders
"When did it get so dark?"
Tossing and turning the seconds drag
His dizzy returning
Can what he imagines really be so bad?
Roses and thorns
Tattered and torn
Three cheers for the down and outs
Three cheers for the others who would smile and say
"Three cheers for the hand me downs"
Three cheers for our brothers all those miles away
Roses and thorns
He numbers his blessings and thanks his stars
While millions go nesting and dream of
Getting lucky in their home town bars
So the mountains grew lush
And the air had cleared
Pleated white curtains were drawn to
Meet the atmosphere
Oh Roses and thorns
Tattered and torn
Three cheers for the down and outs
Three cheers for the others who would smile and say
"Three cheers for the hand me downs"
Three cheers for our brothers all those miles away
Roses and thorns
Three cheers for the down and outs
Three cheers for the others who would smile and say
"Three cheers for the hand me downs"
Three cheers for our brothers all those miles away
Roses and thorns