Text: Porter Wagoner. Sidewalks Of Chicago.

These Levi's that I'm wearin' have been good to me
They just won't admit they're growin' old
And though my shirt's made contact with a gutter now and then
At least it keeps my body from the cold

Thank God the folks back home in Harlan County
Can't see what success has done for me
Would you believe the kids in Hopewell High School
Voted me most likely to succeed

Now I'm walking on the sidewalks of Chicago
If I buy the bread, I can't afford the wine
Walking on the sidewalks of Chicago
Wishing I'd have lived some other time

I wasn't here too long before I met her
The lady really swept me off my feet
She stayed just long enough for me to love her
And now they're sweepin' me up off the street

My mama thinks that I've really hit the big time
Why she's wrote to me every day since I've been gone
But she don't know that 109 East Charlotte
Is the address of the East Side Mission Home

Now I'm walking on the sidewalks of Chicago
If I buy the bread, I can't afford the wine
Walking on the sidewalks of Chicago
Wishing I'd have lived some other time