Low Man's Joe: TUNES
No Heroes
(Low Man's Joe)
You’re shaking looking over your shoulder, baby it’s a jungle out there.
Ain’t no luck in a four-leaf clover, you make it or you break it down here.
Daddy’s working down at the factory, round the corner of New Orleans drive.
He says, “Hey Son, the playtime’s over, time to be alive and try to survive.”
There ain’t no heroes, ain’t no heroes here.
Momma’s working down at the diner, says, “I’ve worn a hole in the soles of these shoes.”
After romancing the devil on the avenue, I hear my momma singing the blues.