On The Streets Of This Town - Steve Forbert

I’ll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I’ve got to lose, is a feelin’called the blues

And a little ol’frown;

I signed your dotted line and did my best at tryin',

Givin’all I could give

And all I’ve gotten back is this feelin’that I lack

What I’m needing to live

And you say you don’t see it when a grown man starts to cry,

You turn your face away and you walk on by.

I found myself a girl who brightened up my world

>From december to may

And then ran off with Jim, but I’ll defer to him

And his purple beret

'Cause he knows how to wheel and dealand not to feel

When he’s knockin’you down

And I know he’ll succeed 'cause thats just what you need

On the streets of this town

And you say you don’t see it when a grown man starts to cry,

You turn your face away and you walk on by.

I’ll lock myself away and not face one more day

On the streets of this town

And all I’ve got to lose, is a feelin’called the blues

That’s been going around;

I fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform

Where you told me to go

And got back in return this here feelin’that I’ve learned

What the Indians know

And you say you don’t see it when a grown man starts to cry,

You turn your face away and you walk on by.