Streets of Your Town
Have you seen the old men that lean on the walls
Of salvation halls in the streets of your town?
You can't have missed the vagrant
He is the rubble, he is the trouble that you wanna remove
Oh, in the parks about sundown
He makes his bed, his shoes are a pillow for his head
Have you seen the young men that look so old?
They'd rather have the cold dark lonely road
Have you ever wondered why do they go leaving the TV and the automo
You can see them hailing trucks down the open road
You wave your thumb and you hop on board
You ain't got no keeper, you don't need a friend
I betcha wish you had the same, yeah
I betcha wish you had the same
Have you seen the old men we lean on the walls (have you seen)
Of salvation halls in the streets of your town? (The old men in town?)
We're just a little shady, we get a little lazy (have you seen)
Are you are the crazy in the streets of your town (the old men in town?)
Oh, in the parks about sundown we lay our head
Sour shoes are our pillow, the grass our bed, don't need no keeper
Don't need no friend, I betcha wish you had the same
Yeah, I betcha wish you had the same
I betcha wish you were the same
Of salvation halls in the streets of your town?
You can't have missed the vagrant
He is the rubble, he is the trouble that you wanna remove
Oh, in the parks about sundown
He makes his bed, his shoes are a pillow for his head
Have you seen the young men that look so old?
They'd rather have the cold dark lonely road
Have you ever wondered why do they go leaving the TV and the automo
You can see them hailing trucks down the open road
You wave your thumb and you hop on board
You ain't got no keeper, you don't need a friend
I betcha wish you had the same, yeah
I betcha wish you had the same
Have you seen the old men we lean on the walls (have you seen)
Of salvation halls in the streets of your town? (The old men in town?)
We're just a little shady, we get a little lazy (have you seen)
Are you are the crazy in the streets of your town (the old men in town?)
Oh, in the parks about sundown we lay our head
Sour shoes are our pillow, the grass our bed, don't need no keeper
Don't need no friend, I betcha wish you had the same
Yeah, I betcha wish you had the same
I betcha wish you were the same
Credits
Writer(s): Leo Sayer, Francis Anthony Farrell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.