Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Beggars' Blues Lyrics
Aint got no money, aint it a shameAint got no time to get a jobI drink my whiskey, I drink my wineI left my worries far behindIm feeling hungry, Im feeling brokeIf you could spare one, I could surely use a smokeI got no history, I got no pastIf you dont help me, dont think Ill lastI got to get more timeTo drink a bit more wineIve got to the perfect crimeBrother can you spare a dime?(guitar solo)You see me standing on your streetMy hand are open I got nothing there to eatI drink my whiskey, I drink my wineI want the band to play when I dieOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohI got to get more timeTo drink a bit more wineIve got to the perfect crimeBrother can you spare a dime?