Row Joe
Last that's who I found, in the dirty part of town Lost, with no place to go Tormented with a bitter taste, by the human race A mask of torture was the face of Row Joe
He walked up to I stood on the street Said, "Pardon me Mister, now don't get me I want your money though heaven 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 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 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 walk up to her door When she I'm gonna stand up real proud and tall Then I'm get on my knees"
Then I'll say, "Sweetheart if you'll take me I'll spend the rest of my life makin' up to you for what I've I'm so ashamed of myself and this I you to know"
"Then I'm gonna take my two babies And I'm gonna 'em so close to me I gonna never let 'em go"
I guess I told him then that she'd already remarried again But after hearin' what said to me Why there no way I could add to his misery So I said, "Good luck, my to you"
Row Joe