Screaming Hand

When I was a young boy, I didn't eat much

A can of one or two, or eight won't touch

For what it's in, I got amends

With an empty milk bottle and a screaming hand

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

I, don't, know

I try my best, to still have fun

Cowboys and Indians, more pies you can burst

For what it's in, I got amends

With an empty milk bottle and a screaming hand

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

You are my hero

I, don't, know

Look at that young boy, he's older now

He thought that life was simple

But he's finding out

He sees how hard things were, for his old man

With an empty milk bottle and a screaming hand