[Verse 1]
Well, the girls round here, they don't know their names
They don't know the truth from the loading game
It's a hard knock school full of closing doors
And you take your time and you take what's yours

[Chorus 1]
Where will you go my blue eyed son?
How will you see? Where will you run?
'Cause the folk round here well they're not to blame
They don't know the truth from the loading game

[Verse 2]
And the boys 'round here, they all got the means
They all got the cash but they don't got the dreams
And they'll break your heart and they'll break your will
Until nothing's left but the space you fill

[Chorus 1]
Where will you go my blue eyed son?
How will you see? Where will you run?
'Cause the folk round here well they're not to blame
They don't know the truth from the loading game

[Verse 3]
Well, here you stand braced against the storm
Darling take my hand, let me keep you warm
This belonged to me, now it belongs to you
And I'll take my place in the passing through
[Chorus 2]
And I won't run from anything
But I will stand and I will sing
And the tune you learn, well it's not the same
But it makes its mark on the loading game