The old man is out by nine

His wife died a year ago

Always wearing his Sunday clothes

Never seen him talk to anyone



Liquor stores and churches

There's one on every corner

Thanks for all my daily bread

A can of food, bottle of wine

And a 99 cent pack of cigarettes



He's a solid piece of stone

He ain't got much backbone

He's a solid piece of stone

And he's got to get back to the ghetto



A dusty old bone

For the dogs to swallow whole

He likes to go his way alone

Watch them pick apart this old lone soul



He's a solid piece of stone

He ain't got much backbone

He's a solid piece of stone

And he's got to get back to the ghetto



So it goes, he's alone

They pick apart his old lone soul

They pick apart his old lone soul

So it goes, he's alone, my life, my hole



He's a solid piece of stone

He ain't got much backbone

He's a solid piece of stone

And he's got to get back to the ghetto

He's a solid piece of stone

And he's got to get back to the ghetto