Paroles: Van Morrison. I'm Tired Joey Boy.

Tired Joey Boy
While you're out with the sheep
My life is so troubled
Now I can't go to sleep

I would walk myself out
But the streets are so dark
I shall wait till the morning
And walk in the park

This life is so simple
When one is at home
And I'm never complaining
When there's work to be done

Oh, I'm tired Joey Boy
Of the makings of men
I would like to be
Cheerful again

Ambition will take you
Ride you too far
And conservatism bring you
To boredom once more

Sit down by the river
Watch the stream flow
Recall all the dreams
That you once used to know

Things you've forgotten
Took you away
Pastures not greener
But meaner

Love of the simple
Is all that I need
I've no time for schism
Or lovers of greed

Go up to the mountain
Go up to the glen
When silence will touch you
And heartbreak will mend