Hard Luck Joe

Mister, can you spare a buck for a man in need?

I won't lie to you, I've got a habit I need to feed

But I ain't always been this way, I used to work hard every day

For a family and a home that I loved so

And now I'm sinkin' low

I make no excuses for what I've become

There's only me to blame for all the wrong I've done

The devil never made me fall, he offered and I took it all

Liquor, drugs, and women 'round me everywhere

And I've had my share

If I had friends, they'd call me Hard Luck Joe

Once I had it all, now I got nowhere to go

A cardboard box in an alley can get colder than my soul

If I had friends, they'd call me Hard Luck Joe

I don't blame my kids for sayin' that I'm dead

'Cause the idea of a daddy died inside their heads

But every birthday came and went without a card or a nickel spent

I dug my own grave years ago and crawled inside

And no one cried

So thank you for the dollar and for goodness sake

Remember me so you don't make the same mistakes

Take my memory everywhere, if you get time then say a prayer

What's that you say? You didn't catch my name

Well, some things never change

If I had friends, they'd call me Hard Luck Joe

Once I had it all, now I got nowhere to go

A cardboard box in an alley can get colder than my soul

If I had friends, they'd call me Hard Luck Joe

Oh, if I had friends, they'd call me Hard Luck Joe