Carolyn Wonderland Homelessness In Austin lyrics

About to be my birthday, last one of my twenties
Guess you'd say I'm rich except for the lack of money
My bank account's as barren as my stomach today
But there's some dog food, so the little pup's okay

These warm November mornings
let me know I'm in the South
But homelessness in Austin leaves
the same taste in my mouth

Busking down on sixth street, trying to earn a dollar
Banging on my six-string, to be heard I have to holler
The same folks who'd pay to see me in some club
Won't look me in the eye nor show me any love

These cold December evenings
tell me what I'm all about
But homelessness in Austin leaves
the same taste in my mouth

It's oddly bittersweet

this freedom on the street
where there's no money left to be spent
on luxuries like all that rent
I guess that's just the way it's got to be
in the live music capitol city

Other places that I could have picked to land
Just a change of scenery when you're living out your van
I love Austin and I'm here to write my songs
But the cops call it loitering, so I'm asked to move along

That's not the hospitality
that I associate with the South
and homelessness in Austin leaves
the same taste in my mouth

makes me want to spit it out