I was born across the street
From a place they call The Blues
And everything that people tell me
It always seems to be bad news
My poor mother 'fore she died
She said, "Things won't ever change
You were born a loser
And all your life, you'll play a game"
I just sat there and I wondered
Can this really be a
Cold, cold world to me?
Somebody oughta help me

Everything I thought was right
Always turned out to be so wrong
I had a pretty woman, yes, I did
She said our love was so strong
But I woke up one morning, Lord
Tears running down my face
A letter laying by my bedside, it read
"Your brother has taken your place"
I just sat there and I wondered
Can this really be a
Cold, cold world to me?
Somebody oughta help me, yeah, yeah

Between my drinking and my crying
Lord, there's got to be a way
People talk about me like a dog
I feel everything they say
I'm on a train that's going nowhere
Please change my destiny
Woman, show me just a little love
Take me in off of this dirty street
And I'll stay there and I'll love you
A better man you'll never see
'Cause this is a cold, cold world to me
Somebody oughta help me right now
People talk about me like a dog
Hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey