Tommy boy, he’s got a gunnGod knows where he got it fromnHe got it back in sixty-onenNow that boy’s in troublennHe’s been left here on his ownnTommy boy, he’s all alonenHe makes him wish he’d not been bornnAnd he’s still afraidnnWell, he learnt to fightnAnd not to runnno he’s not scared of anyonenit seems so long, so long agonwhere has he to go?nnThe police are on Tommy’s backnThey say he has been doing cracknHe says it gets his mind on tracknNow his life’s awarennNow Tommy boy has been doing timenHe says he didn’t commit the crimenJack says he’s no friend of minenHe’s got no real friendsnnWell, he learnt to fightnAnd not to runnno he’s not scared of anyonenit seems so long, so long agonwhere has he to go?nnWell, he learnt to fightnAnd not to runnno he’s not scared of anyonenit seems so long, so long agonwhere has he to go?nnThat boy’s in deep, deep troublenHe’s sinking like a stonenAnd he’s going nowherennThat boy’s in deep, deep troublenHe’s got no place to gonAnd he’s going nowheren