Jimmy was a local boy but he’s seen much more than the change in the weather,
Sitting in a uniform of a three-piece suit and the ribbons from his past,
Looking for a little boy at the bar with the mouth who thinks he’s clever now,
Dreaming of a day that he got home from a war to his childhood sweetheart.
Now he don’t need anyone, there’s no one there for him,
Just a feeling of an empty place deteriating,
Jimmy was a local boy but he’s seen much more than I’m bound to ever,
A member of a dieing breed that sat and wait as it all just falls apart,
Dreaming of a day that’s oh so long ago, that he can’t remember right,
There was a time a man could still be a man and be proud to use his heart.
Now he don’t need anyone, there’s no one there for him,
No he don’t feel any more coz Jimmy’s so thick skinned,
And a long long time ago, when he could break her heart,
There was really only one,
Now he misses how she sounds he frowns lines them up and he puts them down,
Its sad this town seems to fail to appreciate what he’s about,
Line them up and he puts them down.
Its sad this town seems to fail to appreciate the man.
The Rifles - Local Boy (Acoustic)
