I�ve been in every kind of band and show
From Bangor, Maine to Boise, Idaho
I�ve had my troubles and I�ve paid my dues
But still I�m saddled with these same old blues
I started out when I was young and green
Been on the road since I was sweet sixteen
Somehow I haven�t sold a single song
Somebody tell me where did I go wrong
Sittin� dreamin� on a street corner
Wondering how to keep warm
I�m so darn broke
I�m down to my last toke
I�m a child of the windy storm
I took my story to a man who knew
He told me: I can make a star of you
Took me for everything that I called mine
Now I�m stranded on the dotted line
I spent a summer in the county jail
My local voted not to pay my bail
They�re never with you when the times are hard
I feel like tearing up my union card
Sittin� dreamin� on a street corner
Wondering how to keep warm
I�m so darn broke
I�m down to my last toke
I�m a child of the windy storm
Rock Bottom blues got me down
I�ll keep on rolling like the stone of old
Through rain and fire and the freezing cold
I�m bitten by the rock and roll disease
So, won�t you help me make a record please?
Sittin� dreamin� on a street corner
Wondering how to keep warm
I�m so darn broke
I�m down to my last toke
I�m a child of the windy storm
