by Jimmy Cox
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Once I lived the life of a millionaire,
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Spent all my money, I just did not care.
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Took all my friends out for a good time,
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Bought bootleg whisky, champagne and wine.
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Then I began to fall so low,
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Lost all my good friends, I did not have nowhere to go.
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I get my hands on a dollar again,
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I'm gonna hang on to it till that eagle grins.
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'Cause no, no, nobody knows you
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When you're down and out.
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In your pocket, not one penny,
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And as for friends, you don't have any.
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When you finally get back up on your feet again,
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Everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend.
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Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt,
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Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
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When you finally get back upon your feet again,
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Everybody wants to be your good old long-lost friend.
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Said it's mighty strange,
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Nobody knows you,
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Nobody knows you,
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Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
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Nobody Knows You When You're Down & Out
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| Eric Clapton |
