He came from the old religion, But possessed no magic skill Descending from machinery, He left nothing in his will, The crops are failing, the women wailin', It's in the papers at your feet Six months in Kansas City, Down on Liberty Street It was sad to see it, that little lady goin' in Arrested for arson once they asked where she'd been Down on her knees, not even a breeze, Another victim of the heat Six months in Kansas City, Down on Liberty Street Things sure don't look too pretty! Cause a man to rob and steal, I got a full six more months out here Can't be begging for my meals Now, look here, Baby Snooks, Don't matter what you got underneath your seat Six months in Kansas City, Down on Liberty Street Six months in Kansas City, Down on Liberty Street