Sounds on Thursday 195: ‘Willy’s Song’ by Michel Montecrossa

Continuing the Sounds on Thursday blog post series with ‘Willy’s Song’ by Michel Montecrossa,

WILLY’S SONG

Willy was a poor boy,
he wore second-hand clothes.
Willy was a mother’s son
workin’ alone so hard.
He had not father but
it would not matter if he had.

Willy had a brother,
he too was never corrupt.
They stayed in an old cabin,
sometimes they called it a “Pub”.
Willy had no money but
he wouldn’t be different if he had.

The gang he was in
had nothing to laugh.
Yet cops could not knock out
the light in their hearts.
Willy had a light and
that indeed mattered much.

Willy loved a girl,
she always slept in a park.
She was young and was burnin’
and her fire belonged only to Willy.
Willy gave her all and more
and he was rich in her love.

That’s the tale of Willy.
It’s not a long one, you know.
But somehow his story
is the bravest one in the world.
Yes, Willy was living and
I hope you do it too.

Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany

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Song & Lyrics Spotlight: ‘Willy’s Song’ by Michel Montecrossa

Song & Lyrics Spotlight: read the lyrics & listen to ‘Willy’s Song’ by Michel Montecrossa taken from his ‘The Healing Power’ Concert live-album that you can read about here and download here from iTunes

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Willy’s Song

Willy was a poor boy,
he wore second-hand clothes.
Willy was a mother’s son
workin’ alone so hard.
He had not father but
it would not matter if he had.

Willy had a brother,
he too was never corrupt.
They stayed in an old cabin,
sometimes they called it a “Pub”.
Willy had no money but
he wouldn’t be different if he had.

The gang he was in
had nothing to laugh.
Yet cops could not knock out
the light in their hearts.
Willy had a light and
that indeed mattered much.

Willy loved a girl,
she always slept in a park.
She was young and was burnin’
and her fire belonged only to Willy.
Willy gave her all and more
and he was rich in her love.

That’s the tale of Willy.
It’s not a long one, you know.
But somehow his story
is the bravest one in the world.
Yes, Willy was living and
I hope you do it too.

Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany

Explore Michel Montecrossa’s art, music, movies, quotes and more on Twitter: https://twitter.com/Montecrossa and on his facebook page

Watch the DVD-Preview of Michel Montecrossa’s ‘The Healing Power’ Concert

Image above: Cover of Michel Montecrossa’s ‘The Healing Power’ Concert live album during which this song has been recorded.