I'm down at the Bowery oh Lord oh Lord

I'm gonna tell ya how I got here

First I gotta shoot some dice and win

So I can get my room again



It all started with a love so true and the angels flew

Higher than I'd ever been

With a sparkle in her face and her eyes and the butterfly

It all came rushing in



A buttercup

I lost my wife in '73

She took ill, she done died on me

Now I've got nothing more to live for



So I packed up a bag and went

I just started wanderin'

I hid in the booze and the shadows of the night

I just started crumblin'



A buttercup

I lost my wife in '73

She took ill, she done died on me

Now I've got nothing more to live for



Oh, it just don't seem fair

I met her under a chandelier

And time and space changed from there



A buttercup

I lost my wife in '73

She took ill, she done died on me

Now I've got nothing more to live for