Lyrics:
I stood on the corner, my feet was dripping wetI stood on the corner, my feet was dripping wetI asked every man I metCan't give me a dollar, give me a lousy dimeCan't give me a dollar, give me a lousy dimeJust to feed that hungry man of mineI got a husband and I got a kid man tooI got a husband and I got a kid man tooMy husband can't do what my kid man can doI like the way he cook my cabbage for meI like the way he cook my cabbage for meLook like he set my natural soul free