Smokey

Duration

4:43

Genres

Southern/Blues Rock/Rockabilly

Lyrics

He’s walking down to Market Square Got his old shoes on and singing Woke up alone still tied to the rails Dancing for love and money Got a beat up old radio, he picks the tune Doesn’t know what he’ll get or when Crowds gather round to through money in his jar Talking like he wasn’t even there Telling stories and drinking his ripple Just trying to stay warm Started living down on Caminito Got nowhere to turn Early on he sold drugs on the corner Staying cloudy is all he had At the station down town he made people laugh Made them forget where they were Always puzzled when givin a gift Questioning other hands Asking for nothing when changing his life Getting out on the train At night he’s dreaming about his little girl Never seen her, but he knows when she smiles Was a long time coming, now there’s peace in his world Loving every day that goes by