Wharf Rat Songtext
von David Gans

Old man down
Way down down, down by the docks of the city
Blind and dirty
Asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee
I got no dime, but I got some time to hear his story

My name is August West
And I love my Pearly Baker best, more than my wife
More than my wife
More than my maker, though he′s no friend of mine
Everyone said
I'd come to no good, I knew I would, Pearly, believe them
Half of my life
I spent doing time for some other fucker′s crime
The other half found me stumbling around drunk on burgundy wine


But I'll get back on my feet someday
The good Lord willing
If He says I may
I know that the life I'm living′s no good
I′ll get a new start
Live the life I should
I'll get up and fly away
I′ll get up and fly away, fly away

"Pearly's been true
True to me, true to my dying day," he said
I said to him
I said to him, "I′m sure she's been true to you
I know she′s been, I'm sure that she's been true to you
Been true to you
Been true to you"

I got up and wandered
Wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just to hang around

I got a girl
Named Bonnie Lee, I know that girl′s been true to me
I know she′s been, I'm sure she′s been true to me
Been true to me
Been true to me