Old man down, way down, down by the docks of the city Blind and dirty, he asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee I got no dime, I got some time to hear his story My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker better than all my wine More than my wine, more than my maker, though he's no friend of mine Half of my life, I spent doing time for some other f**er's crime The other half I've spent stumbling 'round, drunk off of Burgundy wine Gotta get back on my feet someday The good Lord willing, if He says I may I know that the life I'm living's no good I'll get a new start, live the life I should I'll get up and fly away I'll get up and fly away I'll get up and fly away, fly away I got up and wandered, I wandered downtown Nowhere to go, just to hang around I got a girl named Bonnie Lee I know that girl's been true to me I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me Girlfriend has been true She's been true to me, true to my dying day I said, sure she's been true