Old Fitzroy - Missy Higgins

I walked in here off the dirty mile

Swaggered in with a prison style

Aching bones and dirty feet;

Needing a bed and something to eat

I played for you and I played it right

I sang in tune and I danced all night

I cooked at you as the only one;

I didn’t know it could come undone

I hit the road when I was fifteen

When my mother died and my dad got mean

I’ve been locked up since twenty-one

I was my mother’s only son

Forgotten most from early days

But I remember what she used to say:

«Little boy you’re my pride and joy

The only good thing about old Fitzroy»

I feel the walls are falling down around;

It makes me loathe that town somehow

I’ve been drinking all the wrong

Things all night

I’ve been thinking about what

I’ve got to do to survive this life