In a haunted boxcar 'round the Devil's bend
With a gypsy's breakfast and a barbers' friend
And a wilted flower on which I depend
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
Just a poppy someone left behind
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
And I rode the tender and the blind
For you to find
I know I crushed your hopes to make my wine
And through the woods I left no trail of twine
In clothes so dirty they've begun to shine
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
And a washtub big enough for two
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
Keep it in this bottle whеn I'm through
And don't be blue
If you need a scrivenеr, may I apply?
Or some work around the yard that I can try?
'Cause I'm feelin' like a chimney in July
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
And it's seen enough of wind and rain
It's a beggar's dozen, baby
Let it crest against the windowpane
And watch the train