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Sleeping On The Sidewalk
I was nothin' but a city boy My trumpet was my only toy I've blowin' my horn Since I knew I was born But there ain't nobody wants to know I've been Sleepin' on the sidewalk Rollin' down the road I may get hungry But I sure don't want to get home So round the corner comes a limousine And the biggest grin I ever seen Come on sonny won't you sigh Right along the dotted line What you sayin' are you playin' Sure you don't mean me? Sleepin' on the sidewalk Rollin' down the road I may get hungry But I sure don't want to get home (tell you what happened) They took me to a room without a table They said "Blow you trumpet into here" I played around as well as I was able And soon we had a record of the year I was legend all through the land I was blowin' to a million fans Nothin' was a-missin' All the people want to listen You'd have thought I was a happy man And I was Sleepin' like a princess Never touch the road I don't hungry And I sure don't want to go home (have to have some fun) Now they tell me what I ain't so fashionable An'I owe the man a million bucks a year So I told'em where to stick the fancy label It's just me and the road from here Back to playin' and layin' I'm back on the game Sleepin' on the sidewalk Rollin' down the road
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