Row Joe
Last night that's who I found, in the dirty part of Lost, with no place to go Tormented with a bitter taste, by the human race A mask of torture was the of Skid Row Joe
He walked up to I stood on the street Said, "Pardon me Mister, now get me wrong I want your money though heaven knows I could use it"
"But you see this is my and you see The other bar down the street, well my home too I you starin' at me a while ago You recognized me, 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 they took my babies away from me" I said, "Yeah, Joe I, I read it in the papers" he turned 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 place in the world that I'm not ashamed To show my face, but I'm gonna quit, yes sir I'm quit"
"And I'm gonna shave and comb my and get me a clean white shirt Then I'm gonna up to her door When she answers I'm gonna up real proud and tall I'm gonna get on my knees"
Then I'll say, "Sweetheart if you'll take me I'll spend the rest of my makin' up to you for what I've done I'm so ashamed of myself and I want you to know"
"Then I'm gonna take my two babies 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 already remarried again But hearin' what 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