Karaoké A Boy From Nowhere Tom Jones

The nights grow cold my search for gold is leading nowhere

Whichever lonely road I take it seems to go nowhere

It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow

How can I display what I know I'm worthy of when they turn me away?

The doors are closed to such as I a boy from nowhere

But not to those who merely buy the right to go where

They'll be met with respect not humiliation

A man's place on earth

I have come to realize is decided by birth

So what's the future? no matter where I go

I will still belong in Andalusia

Where we don't know where the next penny's coming from something's wrong

I'm bound to Spain

I won't remain a boy from nowhere

There has to be a place for me and I must go there

I don't fantasize unlike a million others

Not a man alive had to beg or steal or fight more than me to survive

So what's the future? no matter where I go

I will still belong in Andalusia

Where good honest men grow weak

And the rich grow strong something's wrong

Another dawn another boy a boy from nowhere

My destiny will guarantee

I'll only go there

It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow

One more mouth to feed and the way things are

'Round here that's the last thing they need