8

Beating down the pavement, looking for a job
I'll do anything except steal and rob
Unemployment is something i can't use
If you can't use me, can you tell me some good news
I'll be pretty simple, hear just what i say
I'll do anything to send these blues away
Unemployment is something i can't use
If you can't help me, can you tell us some good news
You won't have to pay me overtime, overtime and all that
You just tell me what time and where at
Unemployment is something i can't use
If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news
I'll do anything at all, anything at all to be a friend
You know i'm real prompt, i'm right on time
Unemployment is something i can't use
If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news

Losers, we're just losers
Exclusive club that we're in
Losers, we're just losers
Why don't losers ever win
Came in this morning to spread the word around
Nobody wants to hear what a loser's putting down
Losers, we're just losers
Why don't losers ever win
Been out a-wanderin', bad luck all around
Can't you help a loser get up off the ground

One drink of whisky, one drink of gin
One drink of vodka and i told my friends
Things don't seem quite like they used to
As reality leaves, so does the blues
One toke of reefer, a little cocaine
One shot of morphine and things begin to change
Things don't seem quite like they used to
As reality leaves, so does the blues
Up around here, back down again
I've been up on top, don't bother, my friend
Things don't seem quite like they used to
As reality leaves, so does the blues

Heard the one about your woman
Lord, she's been messing 'round
She's been stepping out on the street
Lord, she's been hanging out
Ain't nobody had her this week but it won't take long
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
And i hope it won't mess with me
Walking downtown the other day
A man put a gun in my back
"give me all you've got or i'll blow you away
That's a fact, jack"
Woe me, misery, too much been going down
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
And i hope it won't mess with me
Catch the next train out of here
Goodbye, i'll see you, so long
Time was i could face it here
That was a long time ago
I'll leave you very low, next time you won't see me at all
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city
And i hope it won't mess with me

I got myself together, got my tie on straight
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street
Glen d's got that old piano on the road
Blues is his bag, he's a funky soul
Tim drummond's on bass, jim keltner's on the drums
They'll put it right on you for a shot of rhum
I'll tell you right now it's a funky beat
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street
We ain't very good but that's beside the point
We're all right here trying to rock this joint
Old mama chip and the spooner too
Trying to hack a meet with you
Christine lakeland and jimmy karstein
He's a rhythm fool, she's a guitar queen
Let me tell you, my friend
Richard is hot on the beat
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street
Oh, climb on board, chad hailey running 'round
It's that ashworth dixie sound
Hurry up mama 'cause we're all gonna meet
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street