Traveling Wilburys – Poor House 0

As I Was Slowly Passing An Orphan's Home Today,
I Stopped For Just A Little While To Watch The Children Play.
Alone A Boy Was Standing, And When I Asked Him Why,
He Turned With Eyes That Could Not See
And He Began To Cry.

I'm Nobody's Child, I'm Nobody's Child,
Just Like A Flower I'm Growing Wild.
No Mama's Arms To Hold Me, No Daddy's Smile.
Nobody Wants Me, I'm Nobody's Child.

In Ev'ry Town And Village
There Are Places Just Like This,
With Rows And Rows Of Children,
Baby's In Their Cribs.
They've Long Since Stopped Their Crying,
As No One Ever Hears,
And No One's There To Notice Them
Or Take Away Their Fears.

Nobody's Child, I'm Nobody's Child,
Just Like A Flower, They're Growing Wild.
Got No Mummy's Kisses And No Daddy's Smile.
Nobody Wants Them, They're Nobody's Child.

Nobody's Child, They're Nobody's Child,
Just Like A Flower, They're Growing Wild.
No Mummy's Kisses, No Daddy's Smile.
Nobody Wants Them, They're Nobody's Child.
Nobody Wants Them, They're Nobody's Child.