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Matthew Ryan
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Night Watchman
My name is Hank Low, I was born on Christmas eve My Daddy wasn't there, he was talking with the police A neighbour called it in, he was hitting mom again, again, again
No ambulance came, only stuttered grief Ma fell asleep on the couch while my brother played with me No charges pressed, soon dad was home, home, home
Busted lip, milk and cheese At the grocery store, eyes looking down at me Six years old, bubble gum hid in my hand in my pocket
Now Ma only cried when she watched TV At night I'd lie awake till Dad fell asleep Come fourth grade my Ma held me and called me her little night watchman Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
My brother fell sick when he turned fifteen His eyes went dark, his head went mean I cried and cried, the night he died, alone, alone
So Ma went down to the Welfare House See money got smaller since Frankie killed himself And Dad blamed Ma, put her head through a wall, put her head through a wall
I came up slow behind, moving awfully quiet I remember the summer crickets, I stabbed him thirty times My name is Hank Low, I was thirteen years old, I was the night watchman
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