|
Once I lived the life of a millionaire, |
|
Spent all my money, I just did not care. |
|
Took all my friends out for a good time, |
|
Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine. |
|
|
|
Then I began to fall so low, |
|
Lost all my good friends, I did not have nowhere to go. |
|
I get my hands on a dollar again, |
|
I'm gonna hang on to it till that eagle grins. |
|
|
|
'Cause no, no, nobody knows you |
|
When you're down and out. |
|
In your pocket, not one penny, |
|
And as for friends, you don't have any. |
|
|
|
When you finally get back up on your feet again, |
|
Everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend. |
|
Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt, |
|
Nobody knows you when you're down and out. |
|
|
|
When you finally get back upon your feet again, |
|
Everybody wants to be your good old long-lost friend. |
|
Said it's mighty strange, |
|
Nobody knows you, |
|
Nobody knows you, |
|
Nobody knows you when you're down and out. |
