Across the old Delaware I fell apart In the city of brotherly love And the winter bit hard through the holes in my jacket And my thoughts lean toward giving up See, I've been a wanderer and it's been some time Since I've found somewhere I could belong ‘Til a cold wind on Walnut Street whistled in the trees And it sounded to me like a song Said: “when you're down and you're out And don't remember the feeling of joy You can lean on me, brother I won't let you fall Not while I'm a Philadelphia boy Oh Lord, not while I'm a Philadelphia boy” I took a walk through the city I bumped shoulders with strangers The sinners, the saints and the thieves I looked in faces befitting a cynical age But we so desperately want to believe And when I needed a doctor and a brother and a friend Turn out I wasn't so far from my home ‘Cause sweet Philadelphia opened her arms Took me in like I was one of her own Said: “when you're down and you're out And don't remember the feeling of joy You can lean on me, brother I won't let you fall Not while I'm a Philadelphia boy Oh Lord, not while I'm a Philadelphia boy” Just a rounder in need of a home And a brother who won't let me go Benny Franklin's an old friend you know It's not just some face on a hundred dollar bill He's my old Philadelphia boy Oh Lord, he's a good old Philadelphia boy No I wasn't raised Christian Oh but I was raised good I never looked to no heavens above But my wretched old soul is in safe hands tonight In the city of brotherly love So I'll be out for a slice at Lorenzo's tonight With a poker chip tight in my hand If you need a ride I'll be parked right outside If you need a brother – well I'm your man ‘Cause when you're down and you're out And don't remember the feeling of joy You can lean on me, brother I won't let you fall Not while I'm a Philadelphia boy Oh Lord, not while I'm a Philadelphia boy Oh Lord, not while I'm a Philadelphia boy