Hard Luck Man
Took a walk down Hollywood Boulevard
I had some time to spare
I figured I would check out
How the stars were doing there
I looked over and I saw a man
He was sitting on the ground
He looked up at me and then he said
Yeah, the world it let me down
Now I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
This man looked like he had tried so hard
To make something for himself
But instead the world decided
To stick his life up on a shelf
I sat right down beside him
He looked familiar to me
I asked him who he was
He said, it's who I used to be
Now I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
He looked like he had gone through hell
Just sitting on that street
On the Walk of Fame
You never know who you're gonna meet
He told me his life story
It took an hour or two
I put some money in his hand
He smiled and said, thank you
'Cause I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
Buddy, could you spare a dime
I had some time to spare
I figured I would check out
How the stars were doing there
I looked over and I saw a man
He was sitting on the ground
He looked up at me and then he said
Yeah, the world it let me down
Now I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
This man looked like he had tried so hard
To make something for himself
But instead the world decided
To stick his life up on a shelf
I sat right down beside him
He looked familiar to me
I asked him who he was
He said, it's who I used to be
Now I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
He looked like he had gone through hell
Just sitting on that street
On the Walk of Fame
You never know who you're gonna meet
He told me his life story
It took an hour or two
I put some money in his hand
He smiled and said, thank you
'Cause I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
I'm just a hard luck man
Looking for some answers
Call me a mad man
Nobody seems to care
I'm just a hard luck man
Running out of time
Yeah well, man-to-man
Buddy, could you spare a dime
Buddy, could you spare a dime
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