Text: Joe Ely. Streets of Sin.
Mighty river muddy as sin
Troubled waters like the shape I'm in
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
If I could hitch a ride on a DC9
I'd be back home by closin' time
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
Love oh love, can't you hear me moan?
This ramblin' boy ain't got no home
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Troubled waters like the shape I'm in
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
If I could hitch a ride on a DC9
I'd be back home by closin' time
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
Love oh love, can't you hear me moan?
This ramblin' boy ain't got no home
Would you open your screen, let a poor boy in
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home would you let me in?
Off the streets of sin, the streets of sin
If I come back home off the streets of sin
Ely Joe