Detroit Moan - Victoria Spivey

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 to the poorhouse

But lord you know I'm ashamed

I been walking hastings street

Nobody seems to treat me right

I've been walking 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 coming to detroit no more