Lyrics:

My shirt is ragged, and my pants are tore
I ain't found nothin' I'm a-looking for
And I wanna go back to Baltimore
I miss my dinghy on the Chesapeake shore
The shrimp and the shad a-fish I adore,
And I wanna go back to Baltimore
Well, I left home about ten months ago,
‘Cause I was tired of my status quo
I said, 'I'm sick of this dead-head town.
I'm gonna cut out and have a look around.'
That was my first mistake
For a while I was livin' real high on the hog
Havin' more fun than a pedigreed dog
Not For long, though, my loot ran low,
And I said, “Oh well, I'll be a hobo.”
That was my second mistake
My shirt is ragged, and my pants are tore
I ain't found nothin' I'm a-looking for,
And I want to go back to Baltimore
Well, I starved in Chicago and Kalamazoo



Went down to Atlanta, an' I starved there too
I met a lot of girls, but you can't make time
When you're knockin' on the back door
A-beggin' for a dime, I know, I've tried it
I looked for my fortune as hard as I could
But you can't find a fortune choppin' up wood
So I'll admit, though I'll lose a lot of face,
That my own back yard was a heck of a place
Baltimore–good old Baltimore
My shirt is ragged, and my pants are tore
I ain't found nothin' I'm a-looking for
And I wanna go back to Baltimore
I miss my dinghy on the Chesapeake shore
The shrimp and the shad a-fish I adore,
And I wanna go back to Baltimore
Catch me a train
Flag me down a semi
Man, I don't care
I gotta get back
Goin' to Baltimore