I was bruised and battered; I couldn’t tell what I felt.
I was unrecognizable to myself.
Saw my reflection in a window and didn’t know my own face.
Oh, brother are you gonna leave me wastin’ away
On the streets of Philadelphia

I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone.
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone.
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Just as black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia.

Ain’t no angel gonna greet me;
It’s just you and I, my friend.
And my clothes don’t fit me no more;
I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin.

The night has fallen. I’m lyin’ awake.
I can feel myself fading away.
So, receive me, brother, with your faithless kiss,
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia?