Bowery

My grandfather died
A Bowery bum
My grandfather died
The son of an Irishman
On the Bowery
Oh, on the Bowery

My father tried
To find his bones
And to his trials I added my own

My grandfather left
My father twice
Second time was on his wife's advice
Straight back to the Bowery
Straight back to the Bowery

Well I'm new here
Where can a fella eat?
I'm new here
Where can a fella sleep?
I'm new here and I've got a pit in my gut
On the Bowery
Oh, on the Bowery
And when he came up from the river of methadone
He took his last breath on the Bowery
He took his last breath on the Bowery