The old man is out by nine His wife died a year ago Always wearing his Sunday clothes Never seen him talk to anyone
Liquor stores and churches There's one on every corner Thanks for all my daily bread A can of food, bottle of wine And a 99 cent pack of cigarettes
He's a solid piece of stone He ain't got much backbone He's a solid piece of stone And he's got to get back to the ghetto
A dusty old bone For the dogs to swallow whole He likes to go his way alone
Watch them pick apart this old lone soul
He's a solid piece of stone He ain't got much backbone He's a solid piece of stone And he's got to get back to the ghetto
So it goes, he's alone They pick apart his old lone soul They pick apart his old lone soul So it goes, he's alone, my life, my hole
He's a solid piece of stone He ain't got much backbone He's a solid piece of stone And he's got to get back to the ghetto He's a solid piece of stone And he's got to get back to the ghetto