
Lyrics

The Scrantonian
Timothy Underberry
He wakes
Up rested
Skips his
Breakfast
But for
A hot
Cup
Of Joe
Maloney
Field is
Toasting his
Pastime
He instead
Decides
To
Hitch
Hike
Downtown
A pretty
Older sister
Of someone
He knows
Slows
And
Smiles
Sincerely
Hope inside
The
Scrantonian
Holds tall
Wishes
A boy
Or girl
Can
Dream
Or
Even
Lead
Here
There or
Delaware
Bidin’
His
Time
Thankful
For the
Ride
He
Greets
Indifference
By
Making a
Difference
Nostalgia
Used to be
The way
It was
JFK
Had a way
Until
That day
The streets
Begin to fill
Some
Even
Swell
With
Malarkey
And small
Talk aplenty
She drops
Him off on
Spruce
Street
Window
Shopping
Pondering
What’s
In store
For
His
Tomorrows
He takes a
Left on
Wyoming
Moves
Along
To the
Globe Store
Proceeds
With purpose
To the
Charl-Mont
Salivating as
He passes
Showcased
Roast beef
But he goes
With a burger
And French fries
The
Brownie
Al la
Mode
Is
To
Die
For
The
Scrantonian
Knows who
He is
And forever
Treasures
A treasure that
Gives forever
His
Hometown