Hungry Row Lyrics - Freddie Hart

Walking in my shabby coat and boy it sure is cold 

Trying to get a hang-out here on Hungry Row 

I'll wash your dishes I'll chop your wood 

For bite I'll scrub your clothes 

Cause beggars can't be choosers here on Hungry Row 

Once I had the chance to see my little children grow 

And my woman's love I've thought I had there's heavy on my soul 

I've lost my wife to another man it's a story too many times told 

Now I try to escape from her memory here on Hungry Row 

Riding on an old freight car my future's black as coal 

Depression's my companion here on Hungry Row 

If you see me passin' by don't turn up your nose 

I know someone just like you right here on Hungry Row 

We all started out with big ideas love and money was our goal 

And if it happens to you then you'll welcome to your place on Hungry Row 

If it happens to you then you'll welcome to your place on Hungry Row Hungry Row