Wharf Rat

Old man down, way down down

Down by the docks of the city

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 fucker'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