Bowery

While the wolf had her fangs



Deep in my heart



Who's been writing them songs



Who's been singing



And who's been listening



Blue eyes while you've been gone



That two dollar hat and them old black stockings



Down on the bowery



Hand in hand the full moon went walking



With blue eyes without me



And the tears used to sing 'em



And the cold wind would blow 'em



Down on the bowery



Broken hearts were the only things listening



And blue eyes, I heard everything



That two dollar hat and them old black stockings



Down on the bowery



Hand in hand the full moon went walking



With blue eyes without me (x2)