I won't take much more of your time
Mister can you spare me a dime ?
I've crossed over that thin line
And let loose my guilt and my lies
Just another rainy day in New York City
Where the businessman just have no pity
My solution lies down in the tunnels where the trains are packed with my homeless brothers
My lady left me last July
I lost my job, felt like I would die
Couldn't believe my state of mind
Just a case of the big city blues, that's right
Thanks so much for your time
I hope you have a prosperous life
I'll see you on the other side..
Big city blues, big city blues
Ahhhhh, big city blues
Ahhhhh, big city blues
Ahhhhh, big city blues