Poor Billy was a beggarman out on the streets of my own town
Poor Billy was a homeless man
He got night sky for a coverlet
Poor Billy was a beggarman out on the streets of my own town
Poor Billy was always on the run
With a bicycle and a bunch of dogs around
He crossed the town far and wild
You know, his job never stops
Poor Billy was a beggarman out on the streets of my own town.
Poor Billy was a friend of mine
He had a long white beard, like a Santa Clause
I learned a lot from his words ...