Somewhere down the road is a little boy

Sitting in the dirt with his head in his hands

No matter what he does just can't seem to get it right

There's no hope for you when you're not on the winning team

When you're born in the wrong place and the wrong time

Is there room for one more? Can we get another chance?

When you're born in the wrong place and the wrong time

"Bring your laughter," he says, "But don't think anyone is buying"

Somewhere down the road, I'm with another girl

Looking for some warmth in a cold, cold world

She wraps her arms around her and won't even look at you

Curses the day she was born and the wretched one who begat her

When you're born in the wrong place and the wrong time

There's no early morning kiss and no hugs before bed

When you're born in the wrong place and the wrong time

"Bring your charity," she says, "But don't expect any thanks"

Somewhere down the road is a little boy

I see him everyday, and I don't even know his name