| Once I lived the life of a millionaire
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| Spendin' my money, I didn’t care
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| I carried my friends out for a good time
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| Buying bootleg liquor, champagne and wine
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| Then I began to fall so low
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| I didn’t have a friend and no place to go So if I ever get my hand on a dollar again
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| I’m gonna hold on to it till them eagle’s grin
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| Nobody knows you
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| When you’re down and out
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| In my pocket not one penny
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| And my friends, I haven’t any
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| But if I ever get on my feet again
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| Then I’ll meet my long lost friend
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| It’s mighty strange without a doubt
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| Nobody knows you when you’re down and out
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| I mean when you’re down and out
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| When you’re down and out, not one penny
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| And my friends, I haven’t any and I felt so low
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| Nobody wants me 'round their door
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| Without a doubt
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| No man can use you when you’re down and out
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| I mean when you’re down and out |