Night Patrol
By Robert Cray

See him huddled in the shadows, sleepin' on his cardboard bed
Usin' rags for a pillow, where he lays his unwashed head
His blankets old newspapers, they're not much good against the snow
You see so many out there like him, when you walk the night patrol,
When you walk the night patrol
Oh, you wonder where he came from, where he's gonna go
Was it a woman or a bottle that brought him down so low?
What's happened to his family? Do they know he's out here in the cold?
He's just a nameless soldier, Marchin' on the night patrol,
Marchin' on the night patrol
Like that girl there on the corner, she can't be more than seventeen
She's run away from somewhere, takin' nothin' but her dreams
Now those dreams are lying shattered, as the street exacts it's toll,
And she's just another victim, lost out on the night patrol
Oh, you can ask me why I'm out here, where do I fit into the scene
Now I'm drawing unemployment got replaced by a machine
And I'm tortured by my bad habits, sometimes I lose the struggle to control
And the street has it's attractions, when you walk the night patrol,
When you walk the night patrol