Back on the corner I'm singing the blues I can see my reflection In the shine of your shoes
Like Momma used to say No news is good news And I'm back on the corner again
Back on the corner Got my seeing eye dog He's blind as justice Hungry as a hog
Feel like a prince But I look like a frog And I'm back on the corner again
Back on the corner Pitching pennies and dimes Hell, I don't even know How I got here this time
Singing for my supper At 12th Street and Vine And I'm back on the corner again
Used to take seven pills Just to get up in the morning From seven different doctors With seven different warnings
I'd call 'em up to say I'm coming apart They'd say call us back when the fireworks start
Well, I lost my address I lost my wife I lost my children I lost my knife
But if you trifle with me It's my life against your life Back on the corner again I'm back
Back on the corner Something's sticking in my craw How come everything I do Is up against the law?
You can't arrest a man, can you Trying to break his own fall? Back on the corner again
Back on the corner Got a pigeon for a friend He said he'd come to see me But he did not say when
One of these days Gonna fly back home and then Back on the corner again
Every long, drawn step it took to get me here Was full of best intentions Bright hopes and good cheer
With dreams made out of silk Lined with silver and gold Too beautiful to mention Too heavy to ever hold
Well, I'm back on the corner With the pimps and the whores Least I know what they're standing here for She smiles, tips me a dollar And I play her one more
Back on the corner again, that's right Back on the corner again Back on the corner againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
