1 Homeless and friendless he wanders today
Into the pathways of shame;
Only a drunkard, an outcast, you say,
But he’s somebody’s boy, just the same.

Chorus:
Somebody’s boy! Somebody’s boy!
What if that boy were mine?
Somebody’s boy! Somebody’s boy!
What if that boy were mine?

2 Somewhere it may be a mother in prayer
Whispers the wanderer’s name;
Tho’ he has spurned both her counsel and care
He is some mother’s boy, just the same. [Chorus]

3 See how the tempter, destructive and bold,
Ever is seeking for prey;
Tales of wrecked manhood and ruin are told—
Of the boys that are ruined each day. [Chorus]

4 Spurn then the gold from the dramseller’s hand
Buying your sanction to vice;
Banish the dramshops that darken our land,
For your boy and my boy pays the price. [Chorus]