He was born on a summer day
Nineteen-fifty-one
And with a slap of a hand
He had landed as an only son
His mother and father
Said, "What a lovely boy
We'll teach him what we learned
Oh, yeah, just what we learned
We'll dress him up warmly
And we'll send him to school
It'll teach him how to fight
And be nobody's fool"
Oh
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
In the summer of fifty-three
His mother brought him a sister
But she told him
"We must attend to her needs
She's so much younger than you"
Well, he ran down the hall
And he cried
Oh, how could his parents have lied
When they said he was the only son
He thought he was the only one
Oh
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Goodbye, mama
Goodbye to you
Goodbye, papa
I'm pushing on through
He left home on a winter day
Nineteen-sixty-nine
And he hoped to find
All the love he had lost
In that earlier time
Well, his sister grew up
And she married a man
He gave her a son
Oh, yes, a lovely son
They dressed him up warmly
They sent him to school
It taught him how to fight
And be nobody's fool
Oh
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy
Oh, what a lonely boy