New Street Blues

New Street Blues - Gerry Rafferty

Written by：Gerry Rafferty

Do it on the microphone

Thank you Gerald

Sitting here is really bringing me down

I think I'll get up and go downtown

Have a drink and maybe look up a friend

To talk the hours away

And hope the night will never end

Look in my pockets to see what I've got

I count my money

I don't have a lot

The situation is always the same

I've got to get out of here

This place is driving me insane

Hold on I'm getting the new

Street blues

About a year ago

I knocked on this door

On this door

I asked my friend

If I could sleep on the floor

Sleep on the floor

He took me in

Said I was welcome to stay

I told him then

That I was going to pay him back someday

He took me in and all he asked was a song

Asked was a song

It didn't sound me when I knew it was wrong

I knew it was wrong

It got so bad that we were drunk every night

And I'd pretend

That come tomorrow night things

Would be alright

Hold on I'm getting the new street blues

Gerald

And new new

And street blues I gota

New new

And street blues I gota

New new

And street blues I gota

Sitting here is really bringing me down

Just bring me down

I said I'll get up and go downtown

Have a drink and maybe look up a friend

To talk the hours away

And hope the night will never end

Look in my pockets to see what I've got

I count my money

I don't have a lot

The situation is always the same

I've got to get out of here

This place is driving me insane

Hold on

I'm getting the new street blues