Dopesick Blues Lyrics

Got to get downtown, better get there fast

Have not slept since the night before last

See my reflection in the window of the old El train

Been panhandling in the pouring rain

Went to the market over on B street

And said can you give me some dollar bills for my change

Cashier said son we cannot do that for you here

And you know she looked at me kind of strange

Well it don't take much to cut me loose

Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues

Lord have mercy, won't you tell me the news

Don't leave me crying here again with them mean old dopesick blues

Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead

Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me

Walk across the alleyway, try and pull myself together

Bum a cigarette and smell the weather

It is getting cold, cold, cold, yeah real chilly

Got to find a place to sleep in the heart of north philly

Sure don't want to sell my guitar

But even poor old me has to pay the bills

Last night I had a vision I was walking through the streets of Paris with Uma Thurman

Over by the Hotel de Ville

Well it don't take much to cut me loose

Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues

Lord have mercy, won't you give me the news

Don't leave me crying here again with them mean old dopesick blues

Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead

Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me

As time went on, I got myself off the street

There are twenty six candles hoping they will meet me

Well it's four in the morning and you know I just cannot sleep

Tell the shepherd to look out, the wolves are coming for the sheep

Maybe we are just dead flowers babe

And we have yet to see our first spring

These euphemisms for despair

I think they are about to crown me king

Well it don't take much to cut me loose

Don't leave me sitting here again with them mean old dopesick blues

Lord have mercy, won't you give me the news

Don't leave me crying here again with these old dopesick blues

Wherever this is going and wherever this may lead

Won't you send some angels down to Kensington to come and get me