Singin' New York Town Lyrics - Lost Ground - Defeater

My savior, this city, 

My comfort, her pity 

Or so I hoped. 

My heartache, my hard luck, 

My war time, my struggle 

That no one knows. 

In the allys where I sleep 

I beg and beg for the food I eat 

All the pain and the hurt 

In your gut where it burns 

Every man here is just like me. 

The wind blowing round the snow 

Makes a man freeze straight to the bone 

So I drink and drink and I try not to think 

Of the people I lost at home 

These six strings I'm playing 

These songs I'm singing 

Keep me alive. 

These strangers 

That curse me 

The hero 

They don't see 

Just waiting to die 

I ain't the man that I used to be 

I feel the city as it's crushing me 

I am losing ground on these empty streets 

New York town has got the best of me 

The southern ground where my mamma sleeps 

She found death and she found peace 

There's an empty grave next to where she lay 

That's where I'm supposed to be.