Lyrics Jacob Burke - Knucklehead

Jacob Burke

Jacob’s dad was a Polish boy
On the streets in '42
He learned a lot in five short years what
Evil men can do
He moved out west in '53 to
Start a brand new life
With another young Polish orphan girl
He’d later call his wife
They made their home in old Montreal
And found a peace that wouldn’t last
His father died at the hands of those
Who defend a violent past
His mother raised her young boy alone
Into a young and angry man
With a vengeful heart he flew alone
To his father’s native land
He’s a true believer
Whether he’s right or whether he’s wrong
He’s a true believer
Whether he’s right or whether he’s wrong
He spent a year in Warsaw
Fighting on the streets
Then joined the party this young man
Came so far to beat
For the 27 fascist youth young Jacob
Sent to hell
He’ll spend another 27 years inside a cell
He’s a true believer
Whether he’s right or whether he’s wrong
He’s a true believer
Whether he’s right or whether he’s wrong