Paroles de Goodnight boy

The story I wrote as a kid, So yeah, I felt so scared Watching the flames crayon red. This kid hung on me too. So I had to hide in a church, Just me and the town mayor, And his son who was handicapped. Who wouldn't be quiet, unless his dad would sing him a song. So yeah, it wasn't long Before they found out just where we were. But I wasn't mad, at that kid at all. I just felt sorta sad when his dad said "Goodnight, boy. Go to sleep, boy. Shut up, boy, for me." Then the troops rush in..