Walking along
No place to go
It's getting cold out, and starting to snow
I'm just trying to get my hands on some booze
I can feel the New York Subway running down beneath my shoes
While I'm pounding the pavement
With these sidewalk blues

I sing on the corner
For nickels and dimes
I hate to be late for my early times
It's the gin or the bourbon, that's what I have to choose
I feel the uptown A train running down beneath my shoes
While I'm pounding the pavement
With these sidewalk blues

If I had some money
I'd go to the track
I'd pick me a winner and take home a stack
But all the horses I bet on inevitably lose
I feel the uptown 4 train running down beneath my shoes
While I'm pounding the pavement
With these sidewalk blues

Pawned my guitar
Pawned my case
Sold my blood to the Red Cross place
I got nothing left with which to pay any more dues
I feel the uptown subway running down beneath my shoes
While I'm pounding the pavement
With these sidewalk blues

Empty bottles
Empty cans
Just want a swallow to warm my hands
I just have this one night I have to get through
I feel the uptown subway running down beneath my shoes
While I'm pounding the pavement
With these sidewalk blues