Dirty City by Steve Winwood with Eric Clapton

The gangster came to see by boy

When I was working nights to pay one more bill
He promised the kid a sweeter life
Said, "Gotta understand it's dog eat dog out there"

Well I looked in his room when I got home
And underneath the covers found a loaded gun
He looked at me with empty eyes

He said, "It's time for me to be moving on"



Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground



I spoke to my woman the other day
She said, "I need more cash we can't pay our way"

She said, "Everything gets really hard
And I need something sweet, don't you understand?"
The roar of the train runs by my room

And on these summer nights I can't sleep anymore
I walk in the streets to greet the dawn
Or stay at home all night and stare at the floor



Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground
Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground



Help me now

Move on to a higher ground
Help somehow
Make a move to a higher ground

Won't you help somehow
Make a move to a higher ground
Won't you help somehow

I need a little help...



Dirty city, this is a dirty town
Where's the pity, I can't move on up to higher ground...