Charlyn Angel Of Kensington

From St.Christopher's house

Into the streets you set out

With the dispossessed and the broken down

You looked around and saw the need

Dug in your heels, rolled up your sleeves

You were no stranger to the refugee

And you wouldn't let the bully boys get you down

These are your streets from the projects to the sums of

Chinatown

From Denison square to the synagogue steps

The shopkeepers and merchants all families of

immigrants

Charlyn, Charlyn, Angel of Kensington

Laundry hanging in the ally yards

Cats sunning on the hoods of parked cars

Children messing 'round in the vacant lots

Fish market woman laughin' out loud

Old Portuguese men hanging 'round

In the ancient smoke of a local bar

You feeding birds right out of your hand

On the sidewalk cafe while the street preacher quotes

old testament

Charlyn, Charlyn, Angel of Kensington

Down in Alexandra Town

I can almost hear the old steel drums ringing out

Courage take courage

For every lonely soul that you lifted up

Pushing out the walls of this neighbourhood

I guess that's why they call you the angel of

Kensington

Charlyn, Charlyn, Angel of Kensington

This is your family, this is your family...