Beat
up little Seagull
on a marble step.
Trying to find the ocean,
looking everywhere.
Hard towns in the city,
in a hard town by the sea.
Ain't nowhere to run to.
Ain't nothing there for free.
Hooker on the corner,
waiting for a train.
Junk lying on the sidewalk,
sleeping in the rain.
In the high of their faces,
in the high of their eyes.
Cause the city's dying,
and they don't know why.
Oh Baltimore,
man it's hard just to live.
Oh Baltimore,
man it's hard just to live.
Get
my sister Sandy,
my little brother Ray. Buy a big old wagon
to haul us all away.
Live out in the country,
where the mountains high.
Never coming back here,
till the day I die.
Oh Baltimore,
man it's hard
just to live.
Oh Baltimore,
man it's hard
just to live.
