Down City Streets

[Verse 1]
Crawled out of the bushes early morn
Used newspapers to keep me warm
Then I'd have to score a drink
Start me up, help me to think

[Chorus]
Down city streets I would roam
I had no bed, I had no home
There was nothing that I owned
Used my fingers as a comb

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
In those days when I was young
Drinking and fighting was no fun
It was daily living for me
I had no choice, it was meant to be

[Chorus]
Down city streets I would roam
I had no bed, I had no home
There was nothing that I owned
Used my fingers as a comb

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
I look around and understand
How street kids feel when they're put down
Now I'm a woman, I'm not alone
I am married, I have children of my own
Now I have something I call my own
These are my children, this is my home

[Chorus]
Down city streets I would roam
I had no bed, I had no home
There was nothing that I owned
Used my fingers as a comb
Down city streets I would roam
I had no bed, I had no home
There was nothing that I owned
Used my fingers as a comb

[Outro]
I look around and understand
How street kids feel when they're put down