hey boy   here you are again   my arms are open for you   i know you from one end to the other   each time   from one end to the other   you've spilled every secret here   they've fallen on my pin-striped ear   to you, boy   i'm your quiet admirer   listening with the patience of angels...   but you're all the same to me.   grow up, go south, go home,grow old.   you're one of a different breed   my north end never met your needs   i'm hush on your secret arrival   i'm touched by your grade school survival   these lies? they won't cut it, son.   you've been south, and you've forgotten   i know you from one end to the other   each time   from one home   to the other...   ...you're all the same to me.   grow up, go south, go home, grow old.   the sky rains hate on those poor lonely towns   and one by one they'll fold   if you stayed you're the hero   and the ones who got away?   they are your clowns.   i don't play favorites.   i'm old and honest.   if you will listen, i'll keep you modest.   i'll never like you more than the others   but i'm asylum when they try to smother you.   i don't play favorites.   i'm old and honest.   my heavy shoulders will keep you modest.   i'll never like you more than the others   but i'm asylum when they try to smother you.