Busker's Blues (feat. Liam Ward & Michael Keith)
Why am I working
When it's so cold outside
Why am I working
When it's damn near freezing outside
Gotta make my pay
And this guitar's the only thing on my side
Well I work here near the trains
Playing guitar, while I freeze
But I gotta make my money
Support my family, make end's meet!
Yes I do
Now I love my job
But why's it gotta be so damn hard on me
Listen
My hands are freezing
My fingers, Lord, they gonna burn
It's minus seventeen outside
And I got a whole lot to earn
My hydro's overdue
And I can barely make the rent
I been working here for seven hours
And I ain't made nothing yet
Lord help me, oh
People, I've made nothing all this time
Oh yeah
I've been working here for seven, eight, nine, ten, nineteen, twenty million hours
And I ain't made a single, solitary dime
Yeah
Now I got this guitar
It's what pays the rent
But how can I play now
When folks don't give me a single shred of respect
They call me homeless, say I'm an addict
Tellin' all kinds of lies
Man, I got the Blues so bad
I wanna give it all up and die
Oh, please help me
C'mon, spare a dollar for me man
Please brother, please brother, please
I gotta make my pay, And I'm gonna die before I can
Woah
When it's so cold outside
Why am I working
When it's damn near freezing outside
Gotta make my pay
And this guitar's the only thing on my side
Well I work here near the trains
Playing guitar, while I freeze
But I gotta make my money
Support my family, make end's meet!
Yes I do
Now I love my job
But why's it gotta be so damn hard on me
Listen
My hands are freezing
My fingers, Lord, they gonna burn
It's minus seventeen outside
And I got a whole lot to earn
My hydro's overdue
And I can barely make the rent
I been working here for seven hours
And I ain't made nothing yet
Lord help me, oh
People, I've made nothing all this time
Oh yeah
I've been working here for seven, eight, nine, ten, nineteen, twenty million hours
And I ain't made a single, solitary dime
Yeah
Now I got this guitar
It's what pays the rent
But how can I play now
When folks don't give me a single shred of respect
They call me homeless, say I'm an addict
Tellin' all kinds of lies
Man, I got the Blues so bad
I wanna give it all up and die
Oh, please help me
C'mon, spare a dollar for me man
Please brother, please brother, please
I gotta make my pay, And I'm gonna die before I can
Woah
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Nagoda
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Other Album Tracks
- He's My Man (feat. Liam Ward)
- Kingdom of Heaven
- P.R.I.D.E. (feat. Jesse Dangerously & the Mighty Rhino)
- Here To Stay
- Busker's Blues (feat. Liam Ward & Michael Keith)
- O, Maximus! (feat. Liam Ward)
- Crumble and Fall (feat. Christian Ruiz)
- Outside the Box (feat. Frank Cosentino & Nelson Sobral)
- Conquistador (feat. Robb Cappelletto & Rex Ruber)
- We Got a Party (feat. The Custom Deluxe Horns)
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