Bus Stop Boxer

I don't miss where I came from But each night I dream about being back home When I wake up in the morning I'm too tired And tired of being alone So I get up and go downtown And pick me out a little piece of ground Where I can prove something to the world I can prove something to the world Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer Daddy put us in the truck and Dropped us off and said good luck Then one lucky kid waiting for the bus Made a winner out of one of us Don't look at me I'm the bus stop boxer Going down to the railroad tracks Where people know that they better not relax I'm the man Baby I am the man This is where I can make you understand