I'd like to help ya,

I'd like to help ya, I really would, Give you the very, Last scrap uh muh food, If I could spare.... One lousy dime. But I reached way down, ain't got nothing inside. Ain't even got no shame. Only them bone blues. Any time, you'll find me hyuh, I got them bone blues. The wanted man, got a reason to run. And the hunted, got something woiyth to hide. Even bitter men, still have something to believe in. If they got that last bit of pride. But iiiiiiiiiiiiii'm, Lost Only Forgotten, don't even feel no shame. Said i Reached way down, Ain't got nothing inside. I wanna hold on, Some reason to pray, Wish I had love to grieve, I'd even setttle for bein angry. But I reached down Waaaayyyyy down, Ain't got nothing inside. Got them bohnnnnnnnnne. Low down bone blues. Goin'-nowhere I got them: Lowwdown bone blieus.