Drop in the Bucket

I’ve been working my way to the center of the wheel
I’ve been working my way west between two thin lines of steel
I got a hole in each pocket and another in my heel
From singin' and dancin' for a dollar and a meal
I step out on the sidewalk, the concrete’s gettin' cold
The red lights and the green lights, they turn to flashin' gold
I got one more call from home telling me I’m gettin' old
Yeah but I still got a tune or two down here in my soul
And a drop in the bucket is all I need
To get on home and back on my feet
Lord, I’ve been on the street
Tryin' to earn a dime
Sure a drop in the bucket is all I’ll be
So hammer down on the banjo strings
And open up this empty street
Just to try and earn a dime
Well, the street lights a-flicker and the flies gather 'round
While the poor folks gather 'round that high-lonesome sound
Well I wish I was the light but my feet are on the ground
So I’ll just keep on sliding right in and out of town
And a drop in the bucket is all I need
To get on home and back on my feet
Lord, I’ve been on the street
Tryin' to earn a dime
Sure a drop in the bucket is all I’ll be
So hammer down on the banjo strings
And open up this empty street
Just to try and earn a dime
Throw down your quarters and let me be your well
I’d be a mighty fine one as far as I can tell
With a bucket full of dreams, all forgotten once they fell
For the things that you can’t buy and a song I’ll never sell
And a drop in the bucket is all I need
To get on home and back on my feet
Lord, I’ve been on the street
Tryin' to earn a dime
Sure a drop in the bucket is all I’ll be
So hammer down on the banjo strings
And open up this empty street
Just to try and earn a dime