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
And hungry as a hog
I 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
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'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
And hungry as a hog
I 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
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
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!