(D. Amy)


See him cuddled in the shadows

Sleepin' on his cardboard bed

Using rags for a pillow

Where he lays his unwashed head

His blanket's old newspaper

Not much good against the snow

See so many like him out there

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's 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

Marching on the night patrol

Marching on the night patrol


Like that girl on the corner

She can't be more than seventeen

She's run away from somewhere

Taking nothing but her dreams

Now those dreams are lying shattered

As the street exacts its toll

And she's just another victim

Lost out on the night patrol


Oh, you could 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 this struggle to control

And the street has its attractions

When you walk the night patrol

When you walk the night patrol