Row Joe
Last night that's who I found, in the part of town Lost, with no place to go Tormented a bitter taste, outcast 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 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 time a famous singin' star, one of my favorites"
He said, "Well I guess you heard they took my 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 to me and he said, "You know Mister is the only 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 my hair and get me a clean 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 you'll me back I'll spend the rest of my makin' up to you for what I've done I'm so of myself and this I want you to know"
"Then I'm take my two little babies And I'm gonna hold 'em so to me I ain't gonna let 'em go"
I guess I should've him then that she'd already remarried again But after hearin' what he'd to me Why there wasn't no way I could add to his So I said, "Good luck, my to you"
Row Joe