i'm down at the bowery oh lord oh lord
i'm gonna tell ya how i got here
first i gotta shoot some dice and win
so i can get my room again
it all started with a love so true and the angels flew
higher than i'd ever been
with a sparkle in her face and her eyes and the butterfly
it all came rushing in
a buttercup
i lost my wife in '73
she took ill
she done died on me
now i've got nothing more to live for
so i packed up a bag and went
i just started wanderin'
i hid in the booze and the shadows of the night
i just started crumblin'
a buttercup
i lost my wife in '73
she took ill
she done died on me
now i've got nothing more to live for
oh
it just don't seem fair
i met her under a chandelier
and time and space changed from there
a buttercup
i lost my wife in '73
she took ill
she done died on me
now i've got nothing more to live for