Well I was born in a concrete townnWhere the river drags London to the seanBut some years later and I've nothing much to shownYou are the love of my sorry little lifennNow I'm no genius and I'm no foolnI'm really nothing but an ordinary boynBut I didn't know anything before I knew younYou are the love of my sorry little lifennTears down, nThey all work out... in the endnnSo tonight I'll sing my same old songsnAnd if I'm lucky, maybe think myself to sleepnMy bones are somewhere in IllinoisnMy heart it bends for homenBut you are the love of my sorry little lifenYeah, you are the love of my sorry little life