New Boy from Other People by Patrick Duffin

New boy living down my street
With his hair so neat, and his grey school trousers.
Arms crossed, face full of spots,
And his shoes scuffed up
On the black school pavement.

Wonder if he’s sad, there’s no sign of Dad.

New boy, tell me what’s on your mind
Is it all looking black ?
Do you want to go back to the places you’ve left behind ?

New boy with his Tuesday socks,
And an old lunchbox with a football sticker.
Came here in the summer term
With his mum so young and his little sister.

Wonder if he’s sad, there’s no sign of Dad.

New boy, tell me what’s on your mind
Is it all looking black ?
Do you want to go back to the places you’ve left behind ?
New boy, tell me what’s eating you
By the look on your face,
This new time and place is just defeating you.

Then one winter day,
The new boy moved away,
Mum got scared because Dad was on his way.

New boy, tell me what’s on your mind
Is it all looking black ?
Do you want to go back to the places you’ve left behind ?
New boy, tell me what’s eating you
By the look on your face,
This new time and place is just defeating you.

Then one winter day,
The new boy moved away,
Mum got scared because Dad was on his way.

• Pop
• accordion
• acoustic pop
• banjo
• folk pop
• indie pop
• Cambridge