American City Suite Artist: Cashman & West Lyrics by: Cashman And West Year: 1972
People going, coming Traffic always humming A sweet city song Everyone your neighbor Living at a flavor with a sweet city song
There was a certain way That the city sound Made you glad you belonged
I remember now That the rhythm somehow Made me want to sing along
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Sweet city song Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Sweet city song Oh, come on along
Boxes on a brick wall Boys are playing stickball The chicks are walking by Something bout their sweaters Made you play a little better Or at least youd try
Meanwhile on the corner A group is singing In three-part harmony There was a time When you couldnt find A better place to be
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Sweet city song Doo-doo-doo-doo Sweet city song Doo-doo-doo-doo Sweet city song Come on along
A junky steals A mayor deals who knows whats coming next
Traffic jams and greedy hands Did you read it in the text Of the daily news The subway blues How does your garden grow ? And the strikes and the likes All lined up in a row
Something is wrong here It doesnt belong here People are locking themselves Behind their own four walls
It falls from the skies here But no one survives here And maybe thats the saddest part of all
Jesus freaks Mohammed speaks The lord is on their team Tenements and mid-town rents Rich and poor live in between
Say a prayer and breathe the air In the cold and heat When evening falls The city calls but the lights only shine on empty streets
Something is wrong here Doesnt belong here People are locking themselves Behind their own four walls Falls from the skies here No one survives here maybe thats the saddest part of all
I think of her I think of lifes own music At least thats the way It used to be
I think of her And I see the children laughing But its only on the streets Of my memory
And I never felt so lonely And so helpless Wishing that I didnt know the truth
But they tell me That a friend is dying And theres in this world I can do
When she was good It was oh so good You were blessed If she smiled on you
You could be king If she believed your story When it was over If she laughed at you
Now Ive never felt so lonely And so helpless Wishing that I didnt know the truth They tell me that a friend is dying And there is nothing in this world That I can do
The hands that used to reach out To everybody Now theyre lying by her side And her eyes are closed No one really knows If she can make it through Another night
Still most of what I love Is locked inside her Everything I thought Id ever need
My heart keeps crying Youve got to hold on a little bit longer but my head is sure That its time to leave
And Ive never felt so lonely And so helpless
Im wishing that I didnt know the truth They tell me that my friend is dying Oh, New York City Can you say it aint true ? Can you tell me now Before Im leaving you ? Id give anything I own Just to believe in you Again
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