My grandmother sings this song and these lyrics are only from memory, so they might be slightly off:

I'm the famous Bowery bum, you've heard so much about,
The ladies hide their pocketbooks whenever I go out,
I'm noted for my dirty work in everything I do
Everybody hates me and I hope you hate me to.

I went into a restaurant, as hungry as a bear
I went up to the man behind the counter there
Could I have one banana please, It'll make me satisfied,
He took me by the collar and he threw me right outside

They always give me the bum's rush, I'm getting weary today
To hear the people tell me: oh you dirty, drunken bum be on your way.

I went into a coffee shop, to warm my freezing hands
I put in my request for a cup of coffee and
Said he to me you dirty bum you better move along
The coffee that you drink I think is quite a bit too strong

That always give me the bum's rush, I'm getting weary today,
To hear the people tell me oh you dirty, drunken bum be on your way

I went into a farmer's house to steal a loaf of bread
But 'fore I got away his loving wife came out said
Honey, a thief is in the hall, by that time that had me locked up behind the county walls.

They always give me the bum's rush, I'm getting weary today,
To hear the people tell me oh you dirty, drunken bum, be on your way.

Now wintertime, will soon arrive the days of freezing snow
I'd better pack my bags and find a warmer place to go
So leave all the savings that you can upon your windowsill
For once I'll have a picnic and for once I'll get my fill

So goodbye ladies, goodbye ladies, goodbye ladies,
I have no handouts today!


Hope that helped!
Ash