Classic Poem

Lord I can't see
how these hungry women please
Lord I can't see
how these hungry women please
Walk the streets at night
like a police on his beat

She is standing on the corner till her
feets get soaking wet
Well it's standing on the corner
till her feet got soaking wet
Mister, if you ain't got a nickel
please gimme a cigarette

Now I'm going down in tin-can alley
and get drunk as I can be
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
get drunk as I can be
I don't want no hungry women
to lay their hands on me

I done phoned to the welfare
wrote to the government too
I done phoned to the welfare
wrote to the government too
And I asked them to help me
get my woman a pair of shoes

Hey, the welfare didn't answer
the government paid me no mind
Hey, the government didn't answer
welfare paid me no mind
Hey boy, if you think we gon' help you
swear you better change your mind