Back on the corner   I'm singing the blues   I can see my reflection   In the shine of your shoes      Like Momma used to say   No news is good news   And I'm back on the corner again      Back on the corner   Got my seeing eye dog   He's blind as justice   Hungry as a hog      Feel like a prince   But I look like a frog   And I'm back on the corner again      Back on the corner   Pitching pennies and dimes   Hell, I don't even know   How I got here this time      Singing for my supper   At 12th Street and Vine   And I'm back on the corner again      Used to take seven pills   Just to get up in the morning   From seven different doctors   With seven different warnings      I'd call 'em up to say I'm coming apart   They'd say call us back when the fireworks start      Well, I lost my address   I lost my wife   I lost my children   I lost my knife      But if you trifle with me   It's my life against your life   Back on the corner again   I'm back      Back on the corner   Something's sticking in my craw   How come everything I do   Is up against the law?      You can't arrest a man, can you   Trying to break his own fall?   Back on the corner again      Back on the corner   Got a pigeon for a friend   He said he'd come to see me   But he did not say when      One of these days   Gonna fly back home and then   Back on the corner again      Every long, drawn step it took to get me here   Was full of best intentions   Bright hopes and good cheer      With dreams made out of silk   Lined with silver and gold   Too beautiful to mention   Too heavy to ever hold      Well, I'm back on the corner   With the pimps and the whores   Least I know what they're standing here for   She smiles, tips me a dollar   And I play her one more      Back on the corner again, that's right   Back on the corner again   Back on the corner again