Detroit Moan lyrics

PLAY VICTORIA SPIVEY Detroit Moan video Detroit`s a cold, cold place, and I ain`t got a dime to my name
Detroit`s a cold, hard place, and I ain`t got a dime to my name
I would go the poorhouse, but Lord you know I`m ashamed

I been walkin` Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right
I`ve been walkin` Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right
I can make it in the daytime, but Lord these cold cold nights

Well I`m tired of eatin` chili, and I can`t eat beans no more
Yes I`m tired of eatin` chili, and I can`t eat beans no more
People`ll hurt my feelings, Lord from door to door

I got to leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four
I`m gonna leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four
And if I ever get back home, I ain`t never comin` to Detroit no more

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