Song: Streets of Philadelphia

Ain't no angel gonna greet me,
It's just you and I, my friend,
My clothes don't fit me no more,
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin
And I will not welcome angel,
It's just you and I, my friend,
My clothes are no longer for me
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin.

I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone,
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone,
At night I could hear the blood in my veins,
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia
I walked the Avenue till my legs were not cast iron,
I heard the voices of friends, vanished, gone,
Night, I even heard the blood running through my veins,
Black and similar to whisper of the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia.

I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt,
I was unrecognizable to myself,
I saw my reflection in a window,
I didn't know my own face,
Oh brother are you gonna leave me wastin' away
On the streets of Philadelphia?
I was drunk and broken, could not explain how I feel,
I didn't know
I saw my reflection in the window
And did not recognize his own face,
My brother, can't you leave me to die
On the streets of Philadelphia?