Once I lived the life of a millionaire.
Spent all my money, I didn't care.
Took all my friends out for a mighty good time.
Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine.
Then I began to fall so low.
I didn't have any friend, I had nowhere to go.
I get my hands on a dollar again,
I'm gonna hold on to it till that eagle grins.
Because nobody knows you,
when you're down and out.
In my pocket, not one penny.
And as for friends, well, I don't have any.
If I ever get on my feet again,
everybody wants to be my old long-lost friend.
Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt.
Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
Oh, when you're down and out.
So, if I ever get on my feet again,
everybody wants to be my old long-lost friend.
Said it's kind of strange, without a doubt.
Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
I mean when you're down and out.
When you're down and out.