Row Joe
Last night that's who I found, in the part of town Lost, forgotten with no to go Tormented with a taste, outcast by the human race A of torture was the face of Skid Row Joe
He up to where I stood on the street Said, "Pardon me Mister, now get me wrong I don't want your money though knows I could use it"
"But you see is my home and you see The other bar down the street, well that's my too I noticed you starin' at me a ago You me, didn't you?"
I said, "Yeah, Joe I who you are You was one time a real singin' star, one of my favorites"
He said, "Well I guess you heard took my babies away from me" I said, "Yeah, Joe I, I about it in the papers" Then he his head away and I saw the tears fall in the place
And he turned to me and he said, "You Mister This is the only place in the that I'm not ashamed To show my face, but I'm quit, yes sir I'm gonna quit"
"And I'm shave and comb my hair and get me a clean white shirt I'm gonna walk up to her door When she answers I'm gonna up real proud and tall Then I'm get on my knees"
Then say, "Sweetheart if you'll take me back I'll the rest of my life makin' up to you for what I've done I'm so of myself and this I want you to know"
"Then I'm gonna take my two little And I'm gonna hold 'em so to me I ain't gonna let 'em go"
I guess I should've told him then that she'd already again But after hearin' what said to me Why there wasn't no way I add to his misery So I said, "Good luck, my to you"
Row Joe