Description
Verse:
He stood on the street corner playin’ for pocket change.
Things were tough and he wouldn’t make much in the rain that day.
Chorus:
And when the wind would blow just right
those strings reached the park and east side.
Bendin’ ears of ol’ men and ingenues,
kickin’ up some heels, mendin’ attitudes.
Bridge:
Yeah those strings, any time of the year. Those strings,
people stopin’ to hear. Oh those strings
carvin’ out, out a beat. Those strings,
where the two streets meet.
Now the shadows and the ropes of rain filled the streets,
but on that little corner of earth he was still king.
‘Cause when the wind would blow just right
those strings reached the park and east side.
Bendin’ ears of ol’ men and ingenues,
kickin’ up some heels, mendin’ attitudes.
Yeah those strings, any time of the year. Those strings,
people stopin’ to hear. Oh those strings
carvin’ out, out a beat. Those strings
where the two streets meet.
(instrumental)
And when the wind would blow just right
those strings reached the park and east side.
Bendin’ ears of ol’ men and ingenues,
kickin’ up some heels, mendin’ attitudes.
Yeah those strings, any time of the year. Those strings,
people stopin’ to hear. Oh those strings
carvin’ out, out a beat. Those strings
where the two streets meet.
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