Detroit Moan lyrics

Detroit's a cold cold place and I ain't got a dime to my name

Detroit's a cold hard place and I ain't got a dime to my name

I would go the poorhouse but, Lord, you know I'm ashamed

I been walkin' Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right

I been walkin' Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right

I can make it in the daytime but, Lord, these cold cold nights

I'm tired of eatin' chili and I can't eat beans no more

I'm tired of eatin' chili and I can't eat beans no more

People hurt my feelings, Lord, as I go from door to door

I got to leave Detroit if I have to flag number ninety-four

I'm gonna leave Detroit if I have to flag number ninety-four

And if I ever get back home I ain't never comin' to Detroit no more

I ain't never comin' to Detroit no more

Never comin' to Detroit

No more, no more

No more, no more