The nights grow cold,
My search for gold
Is leading nowhere
Whichever lonely road I take
It seems to go where
It`s a fight to survive just until tomorrow
How can I display
What I know I`m worthy of
When they turn me away
The doors are closed to such as I
A boy from nowhere
But not to those who merely buy
The right to go where
They`ll be met with respect,
Not humiliation.
A man`s place on earth
I have come to realize
Is decided by birth
So what`s the future
No matter where I go
I will still belong...
In Andalusia
Where we don`t know where
The next penny`s coming from
Something`s wrong
I`m bound to Spain,
I won`t remain
A boy from nowhere
There has to be
A place for me
And I must go there
I don`t fantasize unlike a million others
Who must bow and scrape
For my one means of escape
Is to flourish a cape.
I`ll fight all odds
And fight the Gods if they oppose me
I have to win
I won`t give in
No one who knows me
Would expect me to fail
For the want of trying
Not a man alive
Had to beg or steal or fight
more than me to survive
So what`s the future
No matter where I go
I will still belong...
In Andalusia
Where good honest men grow weak
and the rich grow strong
Something`s wrong
Another dawn, another boy
A boy from nowhere
My destiny will guarantee
And I must go there
It`s a fight to survive just until tomorrow
One more mouth to feed
And the way things are round here,
That`s the last thing they need.
As sung by Tom Jones
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