Steve Winwood and Eric Clapton - Dirty City [Edit]

A gangster came to see my 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?"

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

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

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

Dirty city, this is a dirty town

Written by:
PETER GODWIN, PETER DOUGLAS GODWIN, STEPHEN LAWRENCE WINWOOD, STEVE WINWOOD

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