Pittsburgh is where I come from,
Born to two but raised by none.
Grandpa left a treasure chest,
set me up for life I guess.
And now I am a man,
throwing up the night in a garbage can.Who knew that I'd never take my fortune home?Burn the hand to build a bridge,
Flew to France and blew a kiss and smoke rings.
Bird flew in, we built a nest,
Now it's scrambled eggs for my breakfast.
And then one sorry morn,
Throwing in the torch from the other shore.Who knew that they'd never take their fortune home?
Laying in a hospital,
Somewhere down in Mexico.
No one here to sit with me,
No wife, no friends, no family.
They say that Pittsburgh is in a freeze,
Its icy claws, they melt our love - for me
Who knew that I'd finally take my fortune home?
