He bowed his head
Peeping through the bars
Well he bowed his head
Well hello stranger
You are a rounder
And you're all out and down
I ride the six and four street cars
He's prison bound
There's a man in country that I really love
And you're a friend of mine
Well I'll see you
When you haven't got a dime
And longing to be free
Put your loving hand in mine
Put your loving hand in mine
Hello stranger
And moaning like a dove
When your troubles are like mine
Get up, rounder
I ride the six and four street cars
Get up, rounder
I'll see you
Let a working girl lay down
And moaning like a dove
When your troubles are like mine
Put your loving hand in mine
Every time
Weeping like a willow
And he waved both hands at me
I can see my baby
Hello stranger
Now every time
You are a stranger
Let a working girl lay down
Weeping like a willow
And he waved both hands at me
Yes I'll see you
You are a stranger
