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.
Tell the truth. Tell me who's been fooling you? Tell the truth. Who's been fooling who?
There you sit there, looking so cool While the whole show is passing you by. You better come to terms with your fellow men soon, cause...
The whole world is shaking now. Can't you feel it? A new dawn is breaking now. Can't you see it?
Tell the truth. Tell me who's been fooling you Tell the truth. Who's been fooling who?
It doesn't matter just who you are, Or where you're going or been. Open your eyes and look into your heart.
The whole world is shaking now. Can't you feel it? A new dawn is breaking now. Can't you see it? I said see it, yeah, can't you see it? Can't you see it, yeah, can't you see it? I can see it, yeah.
Tell the truth. Tell me who's been fooling you Tell the truth. Who's been fooling who?
Hear what I say, 'cause every word is true. You know I wouldn't tell you no lies. Your time's coming, gonna be soon, boy.
There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her.
She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've known. And I miss her.
But it all seems so strange to see, That she'd never turn her back on me And leave without a last goodbye. And if she winds up walking the streets, Loving every other man she meets Who'll be the one to answer why? Lord, I hope it's not me, it's not me.
And if I never see her face again, I never hold her hand. And if she's in somebody's arms, I know I'll understand But I miss that girl. I still miss that girl.
