Mister, Mister have you got a dime
I wanna call my Mother down in Caroline
A ramblin' man took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh Mister, Mister would you take the time
To give me some direction to the nearest welfare line
Oh Lord, how I wanna go home
I need the love of my family
Dig down in the depth of your heart
Please Mister, have pity on me
Mister, hey Mister, can't ya spare me one thin dime
I gotta talk to Mother, dear Mother, down in Carolina
A ramblin' man done took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh
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Mister, Mister have you got a dime
I wanna call my Mother down in Caroline
A ramblin' man took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh Mister, Mister would you take the time
To give me some direction to the nearest welfare line
Oh Lord, how I wanna go home
I need the love of my family
Dig down in the depth of your heart
Please Mister, have pity on me
Mister, hey Mister, can't ya spare me one thin dime
I gotta talk to Mother, dear Mother, down in Carolina
A ramblin' man done took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh
I wanna call my Mother down in Caroline
A ramblin' man took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh Mister, Mister would you take the time
To give me some direction to the nearest welfare line
Oh Lord, how I wanna go home
I need the love of my family
Dig down in the depth of your heart
Please Mister, have pity on me
Mister, hey Mister, can't ya spare me one thin dime
I gotta talk to Mother, dear Mother, down in Carolina
A ramblin' man done took advantage of me
He said he'd show me the bright city lights
He took my love and then he was gone
And now I'm stranded in the Windy City
Oh
Writer: DAN PENN, SPOONER OLDHAM
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