Dirty City - Steve Winwood

The gangster came to see by boy

When I was working nights to pay one more bill

He promised the kid a sweeter life

Said, «Gotta understand it’s dog eat dog out there»

Well I looked in his room when I got home

And underneath the covers found a loaded gun

He looked at me with empty eyes

He said, «It's time for me to be moving on»

Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Where’s the pity, I can’t move on up to higher ground

I spoke to my woman the other day

She said, «I need more cash we can’t pay our way»

She said, «Everything gets really hard

And I need something sweet, don’t you understand?»

The roar of the train runs by my room

And on these summer nights I can’t sleep anymore

I walk in the streets to greet the dawn

Or stay at home all night and stare at the floor

Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Where’s the pity, I can’t move on up to higher ground

Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Where’s the pity, I can’t move on up to higher ground

Help me now

Move on to a higher ground

Help somehow

Make a move to a higher ground

Won’t you help somehow

Make a move to a higher ground

Won’t you help somehow

I need a little help…

Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Where’s the pity, I can’t move on up to higher ground…