I Was Left On The Street - Bill Monroe
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A policeman's whistle gayly, a smile upon his face
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As he walked along the old familiar beat
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He saw a little bay crying and thought his heart would break
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Standing bare foot in the middle of the street
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I was left on the street with no shoes upon my feet
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When I saw my mom and daddy drive away
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Now I'm not old enough to know every much myself
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But I saw my dad and mommy drive away
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The policeman stopped the traffic, then went up to the boy
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And he asked him gently, where do you belong
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The little boy stopped criying and with trembling lips he said
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I'm not big enough to know just what went wrong
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* Refrain
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The little boy is happy now with a new mom and dad
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His new daddy is the policeman on the beat
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Tho' he can't forget that awful day it doesn't seem to hurt so bad
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He has a brand new pair of shoes upon his feet
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* Refrain
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I Was Left On The Street
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| Bill Monroe |
