I'm No Fool

I said, fool rush there
Where wise men never tread
The lanes, the little corners
The back road that lead to nowhere

Fool, try where wise men never tread
The little back roads, the alleys
The back street where I was brought up
Fools, they never trod where I was brought up
No fools never trod where I was brought up

Fools, oh, they are fools
I said, fools go where wise men never been
The back street, the little alley where I was brought up
No fool never come that way
They never come this way where I was brought up
No fools, they never come my way

When I look through my window in the morning
From the ray of the warm sun peeping down
The smell of herb that come through the door
The laughter of my brothers so happily as they chant

No fool, they never come my way
They never come by me
They never come where I was brought up

I was brought up on the wilder side of town
No fool ever come my way