Detroit Moan Lyrics
Detroit's a cold, cold place, and I ain't got a dime to my name<br />
Detroit's a cold, hard place, and I ain't got a dime to my name<br />
I would go the poorhouse, but Lord you know I'm ashamed<br />
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I been walkin' Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right<br />
I've been walkin' Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right<br />
I can make it in the daytime, but Lord these cold cold nights<br />
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Well I'm tired of eatin' chili, and I can't eat beans no more<br />
Yes I'm tired of eatin' chili, and I can't eat beans no more<br />
People'll hurt my feelings, Lord from door to door<br />
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I got to leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four<br />
I'm gonna leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four<br />
And if I ever get back home, I ain't never comin' to Detroit no more
