Ricky Lee
written by: Jak Locke
from Other Streets (2001 December 30) (4:15)
Well old Ricky Lee wandered down the dark roads by himself
He never looked back on his life, why there was nothing else
A tired old man at the ripe old age of 26
His home is the alley, his friend, the bourbon that he drinks
He's come a long long way, he's come a long long way
Yes he's come a long long way, my old pal Ricky Lee
There once was a time when his future did not look so bad
When his life wasn't based on the pocket change that he had
A gambler at best and a loser to anyone's eye
His lone occupation to save for his next shot of rye
He's come a long long way, he's come a long long way
Yes he's come a long long way, my old pal Ricky Lee
He blames it on women, he blames it on society
He blames it on government's lack of blind piety
He blames it on Jesus and blames everyone through his tears
Though he still never blamed anything on the one in the mirror
He's come a long long way, he's come a long long way
Yes he's come a long long way, my old pal Ricky Lee
The last time I saw him, I gave him a twenty to save
In spite of myself, I still feel there's more I could've gave
I hear of a drunkard who begs on Expressway and D
And I can't help but wonder if it's my old pal Ricky Lee
He's come a long long way, he's come a long long way
Yes he's come a long long way, my old pal Ricky Lee
He's come a long long way, he's come a long long way
Yes he's come a long long way, my old pal Ricky Lee