Gov’t Mule - Down And Out In New York City lyrics

I was born in New York City on a Monday
It seems I was out shinin'
Shoes 'bout Tuesday noon all the bad cats
In the bad hats doing me a real big favor
The bad cats
In the bad hats playing it on real good
Here's a dime boy, give me a shine, boy

When the cold wind blows
It lives in New York City
The street's no place to be but there you are
So you try hard or you die hard
No one really gives a good damn
You try hard or you die hard
No one gives a damn
Here's a dime boy, give me a shine, boy
You're down and out in New York City

Ain't no place to be but where can you go?
Down and out, New York City
Never, never, never
Never gonna get this way again
Gonna get myself together in the mornin'
Leave it all and one bad dream
All the bad cats
In the bad hats doing me a real big favor
The bad cats, in the bad hats
Playing it on real good

Here's a dime boy, give me a shine, boy
Down and out in New York City
Ain't no place to be, where can you go?
When you're down and out, New York City
Ohh, time I want you down, to go
Need a friend, where can you go?
Down and out, New York City
Never, never, never gonna get this way again