LEAVE ME AS I AM

I N S P I R A T I O N

These words were written in the mid to late nineteen sixties. It centres around Seton Sands holiday camp in East Lothian, Scotland. This was the place to which Glasgow flocked for fair fortnight. In the middle of the ramshackle accommodation was a little wooden chapel. Whilst there, someone happened to tell me that people were actually sleeping rough in the public conveniences. That is what set my mind working. You can hear the track on Soundcloud.


Leave Me As I Am

Leave me as I am, for I want no other way,

Free to go and free to come in a free and easy way.

What I am I want to be and as I am please leave me.


My bed beneath the stars or the shelter of a subway,

Or a phone box on the corner of a highway or a roadway.

What I am I want to be and as I am please leave me.


My blankets are my clothing and my friends number none,

My rates amount to nothing and to me I'm number one,

What I am I want to be and as I am please leave me.


Leave me to my own sweet ways, you'll never understand me

When I say my ways are not like yours and never want them to be.


When I'm on my own, when it's cold and when it's dark,

I want to cry, I want to run away from shadows which I hide in

What I am I want to be and as I am pease leave me.


Leave me to my own sweet ways, you'll never understand me,

When I say my ways are not like yours and never want them to be.


You say that there's a god, a god of light, a god of love,

But I don't want your stained glass windows, if that's the way he is,

What I am I want to be and as I am please leave me.


But if your god knew what it's like beneath the stars,

With no roof to call his own, just an outcast all alone,

And if his birth was questioned and if his skin was dark,

And if he knew rejection, well then I could believe him.

What you are I'd want to be and as you are please show me.


Paul J Openshaw (1968 ish)

© Paul J Openshaw 2012