Down And Out In New York City - James Brown

Written by：Barry De Vo

Say brother can I borrow a thin brother

You know a dime

Say say say sis

Sure would like to some dimes for me

So I can get this cup of coffee

Cop me a snack or

I guess I better quit trying to be hip and get on down

Hey man like you know

I was born in New York City on a Monday

It seems I was out shining shoes by Tuesday 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 give me a shine boy

When the cold wind comes it lives 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

Down and out in New York City

Ain't nowhere 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 to have a

When you want a friend

Going to get myself together until the morning

Going to leave it all like 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 give me a shine boy