Walk a Mile

When you’re all strung out in a phone booth
And you ain’t got a dime
Too weak to walk to the river
Too scared to commit a crime
Wontcha please send up a signal
We’ll try and find a smile
If you’ll just give me a jingle
I’ll walk an extra mile

When you got the heebie jeebies
And you’re prayin for the dawn
And the Phantom of the Opera
Is campin on your lawn
There’s a voice that’s sayin somethin
And I think you know it’s mine
Just pick up your receiver
Cuz I’m still on the line

When you’re sick of getting sober
And your pet raccoon has died
And you don’t see nothin crazy
About committin suicide
Just type me up a message
Go ahead and click on send
Even though you may not know me
I will always be your friend

When your failures gather round you
Like the ghosts of a disease
You just can’t win fer losin
And you got the DT’s
Just give my name to your waiter
Tap on my window too
No matter what the odds may be
You know I’ll stand by you

When you lost your laundry ticket
And you’re goin insane
You took your leg to the pawnshop
And you can’t find a vein
Please call up Western Union
Don’t give in to defeat
You know I’ll come a-runnin
If you put the word out on the street

When your friends don’t wanta know you
And you’re high on despair
And you look in the mirror
And there’s nobody there
If you’ll only try and see me
I know we’ll find a way
If you’ll only try and see me
I’ll walk a mile with you today

© Donald O’Donovan 2010

Books by Donald O'Donovan
The Sugarhouse
Night Train