Lyrics
The lady stopped in front of me
Waiting for the light to turn green
She'll barely even look at me
She locks her doors 8 feet away
When the winds low I juggle
Most the time I just dance
I guess I gave up my pride
A long, long time ago, man
The locals will say hello to me now
Even name me the corner comedian
I write a joke on cardboard
The punch line is me getting to eat again
Yesterday was pretty good
Day before, not so bad
I actually saved $17
Might just take me a nap
I got this harmonica at Goodwill
An old standby, key of A
75 Cents, hell of a deal
I still stole it anyway
Saturday mornings I play the blues
People love that kind of music
When they're moseying through
Gives a bored kid something to do
They can brag at church the next day
Sundays can actually be pretty great
They chuckle when I pass the collection plate
I make sure to say "God bless you"
Little do they know, I stole that too
Not sure if it's curiosity
Or a sense of moral superiority
They ask if I spend the money on booze
What I drink, I say it turns pretty loose
I'll say the game sure has changed
Used to be a lie when they didn't have cash
You should see how genuine they look
Hell I feel bad to even ask
I wish I could talk a little more
But it's getting to be dark
And I got a long day of work tomorrow
And I still gotta walk back to the park
How's that for funny?
Waiting for the light to turn green
She'll barely even look at me
She locks her doors 8 feet away
When the winds low I juggle
Most the time I just dance
I guess I gave up my pride
A long, long time ago, man
The locals will say hello to me now
Even name me the corner comedian
I write a joke on cardboard
The punch line is me getting to eat again
Yesterday was pretty good
Day before, not so bad
I actually saved $17
Might just take me a nap
I got this harmonica at Goodwill
An old standby, key of A
75 Cents, hell of a deal
I still stole it anyway
Saturday mornings I play the blues
People love that kind of music
When they're moseying through
Gives a bored kid something to do
They can brag at church the next day
Sundays can actually be pretty great
They chuckle when I pass the collection plate
I make sure to say "God bless you"
Little do they know, I stole that too
Not sure if it's curiosity
Or a sense of moral superiority
They ask if I spend the money on booze
What I drink, I say it turns pretty loose
I'll say the game sure has changed
Used to be a lie when they didn't have cash
You should see how genuine they look
Hell I feel bad to even ask
I wish I could talk a little more
But it's getting to be dark
And I got a long day of work tomorrow
And I still gotta walk back to the park
How's that for funny?