Wharf Rat

Old man down, way down down

Down by the docks of the city

Blind and dirty, asked me for a dime

A dime for a cup of coffee

I got no dime but I got some time

To hear his story

My name is August west

And I love my pearly baker best, more than my wine

More than my wine, more than my maker

Though he's no friend of mine

Everyone said, "I'd come to no good

I knew I would pearly, believe them"

Half of my life, I spent doin' time

For some other ******'s crime

The other half found me stumblin' 'round

Drunk on Burgundy wine

But I'll get back on my feet someday

The good Lord, Lord willin', if He says, "I may"

I know that the life I'm living's no good

I'll get a new start, live the life I should

I'll get up and fly away

I'll get up and fly away, fly away

Pearly's been true, true to me

"True to my dyin' day", he said

I said to him, I said to him, "I'm sure she's been"

I said to him, "I'm sure she's been true to you"

Got up and wandered, wandered downtown

Nowhere to go but just hang around

I've got a girl, named Bonnie Lee

I know that girl's been true to me

I know she's been

I'm sure she's been true to me, true to me