On The Streets Of This Town

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 old 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 deal

And not to feel when he's knockin' you down

And I know he'll succeed

'Cause that’s 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

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