Child of Another Day
He lost himself in Vietnam
Just a young boy at war
Till one day he told Uncle Sam
He wasn't fightin' anymore
He did some time in prison
Now he's livin' all alone
Movin' town to town
Just tryin' to find a home
He'd seen his childhood dreams
Slowly fade away
He's just a child of another day
I met a pretty dancer
She wore a Jimi Hendrix shirt
Her eyes advertised
All the ways that she'd been hurt
She told me she had three kids
And they were her joy in life
Then she cried when she told me
She used to be somebody's wife
But her children have all grown up
And moved away
She's just a child of another day
Teddy was a veteran
He'd served his country well
He'd seen it all
And he had stories he could tell
But his country had forgotten
And he was living on the street
Wearin' thriftshop fashions
Bummin' food to eat
But as he held out his hand
All the people turned and walked away
'Cause he's a child of another day
Here comes a guy
I've met a million times before
He tells me to slow it down
He says: "Remember, less is more"
He doesn't understand it
It don't sound like it should
It don't fit his preconceptions
So it can't be any good
But I just ignore him
I don't care what he say
'Cause he's a child of another day
But I just ignore him
I don't care what he say
He's just a child of another day.
Just a young boy at war
Till one day he told Uncle Sam
He wasn't fightin' anymore
He did some time in prison
Now he's livin' all alone
Movin' town to town
Just tryin' to find a home
He'd seen his childhood dreams
Slowly fade away
He's just a child of another day
I met a pretty dancer
She wore a Jimi Hendrix shirt
Her eyes advertised
All the ways that she'd been hurt
She told me she had three kids
And they were her joy in life
Then she cried when she told me
She used to be somebody's wife
But her children have all grown up
And moved away
She's just a child of another day
Teddy was a veteran
He'd served his country well
He'd seen it all
And he had stories he could tell
But his country had forgotten
And he was living on the street
Wearin' thriftshop fashions
Bummin' food to eat
But as he held out his hand
All the people turned and walked away
'Cause he's a child of another day
Here comes a guy
I've met a million times before
He tells me to slow it down
He says: "Remember, less is more"
He doesn't understand it
It don't sound like it should
It don't fit his preconceptions
So it can't be any good
But I just ignore him
I don't care what he say
'Cause he's a child of another day
But I just ignore him
I don't care what he say
He's just a child of another day.
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Writer(s): Walter C Trout
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