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Kerosene Kid - Jimmy Wayne
I know what it's like
Growing up poor
I remember that night
Walking home from the store
Stopping every few minutes
Sitting down that jug
Blowing on my hands
Trying to warm them up
And seeing that other
Kid from my homeroom class
In that nice warm car
As he rode past
And our eyes meeting
As they sometimes did
Reading my name on his lips
Kerosene kid
Don't let 'em get you down
Just hold your head up
And be proud
Kerosene kid
They don't understand
Everything that we got is a gift
Kerosene kid
I get home with that jug
Mama filled up the heater
And those kerosene
Fumes filled up the trailer
Got all over everything
Like a blanket of dust
On the sheets on the bed
On the carpet and on us
Next morning at school
In yesterday's clothes
Somebody be laughing
Some girl be holding her nose
I'd sit there embarrassed
My face turning red
Getting at her telling myself
Kerosene kid
Don't let 'em get you down
Just hold your
Head up and be proud
Kerosene kid
They don't understand
Everything that we got is a gift
Kerosene kid
Every day when
I look in the mirror
I can't say enough
About the little man
Back in my memory
That never gave up
Kerosene kid
They didn't get you down
You held your
Head up you stood proud
Kerosene kid
Yeah you understand
Everything that you got is a gift
Kerosene kid
Don't let them get you down
Hold your head up and stay proud
Kerosene kid
We'll all understand
Everything that we got is a gift
Kerosene kid
Don't let 'em get you down
Kerosene kid