Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday Street, artist - Dave Van Ronk. Album song Sunday Street, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.1975
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Sunday Street |
Not a dollar |
Not a nickel |
Not a penny to my name |
I’m the king of tap city |
And I’m out of the game |
A nickel up |
A nickel down |
Another nickel gone |
Ain’t got a nickel left to carry me on |
If I ever get back on my feet |
I’ll move from Saturday Alley up to Sunday Street |
I’ll get a pair of dice that makes me seven all the time |
Gonna be living on chicken and wine |
I want caviar four star and Johnny Walker Black |
Six pretty women in my gold Cadillac |
Gonna move where the living is sweet |
From Saturday Alley up to Sunday Street |
My hands are shaking and I ain’t feeling well |
From drinking King Kong liquor |
And cheap Muscatel |
But a little taste of bourbon |
And breakfast in bed |
And six million dollars can raise the dead |
Just me and the other elite |
Raisin' high class Hell on Sunday Street |
Everybody says I’m talking out of my head |
But nobody badmouths a man with the bread |
All the whores are gonna drop their drawers |
And say there goes the man that mugged Santa Claus |
It pays to be discreet |
When you’re talking to the king of Sunday Street |
Do it now |
Not a dollar |
Not a nickel |
Not a penny to my name |
I’m the king of tap city |
And I’m out of the game |
A nickel up |
A nickel down |
Another nickel gone |
Ain’t got a nickel left to carry me on |
If I ever get back on my feet |
I’ll move from Saturday Alley up to Sunday Street |