Well sometimes in the evenings I start to get that feeling. Like I'm empty inside. I know I'm doin' good now but tonight I'm headed downtown. Down by the riverside. I sit underneath the freeway with an old friend from the old days. And a bottle of wine. Well he used to call me Big Time and he knew someday that I'd shine. Said he'd seen all the signs. He said . .. Keep yourself to yourself. Keep your bedroll dry. And boy you never can tell. What the shadows hide. Keep ene eve on the ground. Pick up whatever you find. 'Cause you've got no place to fall. When your back's to the wall". He's gettin' old and it's showin' when I asked him how it's goin'. He said "I've seen better I guess. I've been rained on I've been frozen but this here's the life I've chosen. If it just wasn't for the loneliness". Now this river suits me to a T. but if you're trying to raise a family. It ain't no place to be. There's a kid down by the dump there ought to be in grade school somewhere. Now he hangs out with me. And I told him . .". Well we finished off the bottle and I told him"Joe I think I ought to. Be headed uptown". Well it was late and I'd been drinkin' drivin' home I got to thinkin'. 'Bout what's been going down. Cause they're nervous down on Wall Street but they're trying to keep it upbeat. Or maybe they just don't care. But down at the river eyes are burnin' cause they feel the tables turnin'. So if you wind up down there . .