Back on the Street Again 2 (Tom Dundee) I guess the old landlord could not afford To keep me anymore 'Cause there's a county notice hanging on a nail And a padlock on my door; But I've still got everything that I own From my head down to the floor I've got my pockets full of hands, a dollar twenty-seven cents, And a key I don't need no more. Back on the street again; Back on my feet again; Hanging out, hanging on and hanging in On the street again. So I went by Rose and what do you suppose She said concerning our affair? She said I had to go because someone I didn't know Sure didn't want to find me there; She said, "He's got money, a fancy car and, Honey, He's got a lot of love to give"; Ain't that exactly the order she's taking him for; Ain't this a hell of a way to live? So I went down to the bar and met a little sweetheart That said she was waiting for her friends; She said, "We like to fool around and we all hit town Just this evening from South Bend" I though my ship had come in until I saw her friends: It was her husband and her second cousin, Flo; And I wonder if I have to tell you any more about her cousin, You probably already know She was ornery, drunk and mean and I was somewhere in between, Wondering "Is this ride worth the fare?" So I excused myself and went into the back for just a minute To weigh the situation with care. Back on the street again; Back on my feet again; Hanging out, hanging on and hanging in On the street again. copyright Tom Dundee DP
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