I live down in Shantytown
Where chicken's twenty cents a pound
And if you live on such solid ground
What you're doing down in Shantytown?
What you're doing down in Shantytown?
Well, I'm back
On your side of the tracks
Have you come back
For me to take you back?
Back to your high society
To your cocktails and your teas
I'll look up but don't look down
Cause we got pride in Shantytown
I live down in Shantytown
Where chicken's twenty cents a pound
And if you live on such solid ground
What you're doing down in Shantytown?
What you're doing down in Shantytown?
Behind the walls
Of your shackled heart beats pure
While the rich
Have a love to endure
Well, is the gold in your crown
Turning black?
Is there something here in Shantytown
That keeps you coming back?
I live down in Shantytown
Where chicken's twenty cents a pound
And if you live on such solid ground
What you're doing down in Shantytown?
What you're doing down in Shantytown?