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FDown to the agent's Cshop I'd go I'd Fshoulder my Cbag down the GIrvine Road Past the Fcouncil houses Crow on Grow WhenC I was a Fpaper Gboy With the FDaily Record and the CPeople's Friend I'd go Fdown to the Csunny sGide again FUnder the bridge where the Crailway Gbends WhenF I was a Gpaper Cboy
And my feet flew in the morning light Racing the dawn as the sky grew bright And everything in the world was right When I was a paper boy I'd walk the morning and the empty streets Would ring to the sound of my own two feet And I'd walk in step to my own heartbeat When I was a paper boy As the rain rolled down the back of my neck I'd deliver the news of death and sex Rhodesia, Speck and Malcolm X When I was a paper boy There's a crow in a treetop way up high Hung as a warning left to die And a moaning wind in the morning sky When I was a paper boy