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G. Love & Special Sauce

Genres: Rock

City Bum Lyrics - G. Love & Special Sauce

Its a cold night said the city bum 

With a blanket on his shoulder 

Sitting by the delaware 

And the damp air gets colder 

Morning is not even close 

Thats when the church doors open 

The night is long lonely night 

But still he's not alone 

 

When I was young look above 

The heavens game me hope and spirit 

Having lost my job and my true love 

This bottle gives me spirit 

 

Here this says the policeman 

Kicking him from his warm grate 

No bums here curse his soul 

The cop was shot later that night on patrol 

Morning comes 

And the church was open 

But it was full 

There was no hoping 

For some food or hot coffee 

To greet this bitter day 

 

In winter time 

Spare some change the businessman 

Spat and walked away 

Later on in the businessmans day 

His money was gone when his wallet misplaced 

A cabbie passed mean and fast 

Pushed a horn and gave a blast 

Sprayed the bum with dirty slush 

The bum was angry but he stayed hush 

Two blocks later the cabbie rushed 

The red light flashed 

The city bus smashed the cab against the pole 

The cab was gone and the cabbie was crushed 

Day was fading and night came on 

The shelters for nowhere is home 

The bum cries lonesome tears 

Tasted stale and bitter like beer 

 

When he reached his cache 

His blankets were gone 

Stolen away 

The bum cried more tears 

The night grew old 

He shivered still 

Drew one more breath 

I heard him moan 

He passed that night at five am 

The night was four below zero 

The coldest night of the season 

Without reason his blankets were stolen 

A gypsy girl of fourteen sensed a strange eruption 

In a crystal ball as clear as day 

She watched a thief walk away 

With two warm blankets underneath the bridge 

He fell asleep the last deed he did 

The thief in a rest rolled off a ledge 

And drowned in a frozen cold 

 

The gypsy girl she looked again 

Into her crystal ball 

She seen the bum take one last breath 

He died and let his hair fall 

Knowing the truth all powerful 

Yet unsuspecting man 

That same man 

Thiefed upon, robbed upon, spat upon 

Gone for all eternity 

The gypsy girl curses society 

The poor old bum 

A burden and a bother 

Was my only father