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