paroles de chanson Down And Out In New York City - Single Version - James Brown

Said brother
Can I borrow a thin brother, you know, a dime?
Say it, say it, say it sis
I′d sure like to have this ol' dime for me
So I can get this cup of coffee
Cop me a snack, somethin′
I guess I better quit tryin' to be hip and get on down
Yeah man, like, you know

I was born in New York City on a Monday
It seems I was out shinin' shoes ′bout two to noon
All the fat cats, in the bad hats doing me a real big favor
Got the fat cats, in the bad hats laying it on real good
Here′s a dime boy, give me a shine boy

When the cold wind comes, it live at New York City
And 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, and you die hard
No one gives a damn
Here′s a dime boy, give me a shine boy

Cut in half in New York City
Ain't no way to be, but where can you go?
When you′re down and out in New York City
I'm never, never, never gonna get that way again

No, no, no
No, no, not me
When you need a friend, need an ally
When you want a friend
Gonna get myself together ′til the mornin'
Gonna leave it all and a one bad dream
All the fat cats, in the bad hats doing me a real big favor
Got the fat cats, in the bad hats, laying it on real good
Here's a dime boy, give me a shine boy
Give me a shine boy