| I’m a stranger in this town |
| Don’t know nobody, nobody knows me |
| I’m a stranger in this town |
| Don’t know nobody, nobody knows me |
| I had to leave my country |
| I was hoping to be free |
| I got blisters on my soul now |
| I got bruises on my past |
| I got blisters on my soul now |
| I got bruises on my past |
| Try to build me a new life |
| Mr Blues is gone at last |
| Again my hope is fading |
| Another nightmare to come |
| Again my hope is fading |
| Another nightmare to come |
| Well strangers ain’t welcome here |
| They want me back where I belong |
| They say they don’t like the color |
| That’s the color of my skin |
| They say they don’t like the color |
| It’s the color of my skin |
| Don’t want me to give me a permit |
| Maybe because I wouldn’t fit in |
| I’m a stranger in this town |
| Don’t know nobody, nobody knows me |
| I’m a stranger in this town |
| Don’t know nobody, nobody knows me |
| I had to leave my country |
| I was hoping to be free |